Brakes Poems - Poems about Brakes

Diesel In The Morning

Daddy drove a truck
I'm a trucker's son
I'll be driving eighteen wheelers
'til my trucking days are done
Momma lives for trucks
looking good under the hood
born in a cab
I have trucking in the blood
and it takes air brakes truck stops
weigh stations too
pedal to the metal
coming on through
fired up wired up shifting gears
running on caffeine
it's music to my ears
I

Brakes and Kickstands Today

music playing
the kind the soothes the soul
water flowing
the flow that frees the innocence in the air
the cherry lemonade is just the right amount of cool
mother nature's presentation is the perfect mellow mood
time has decided to take an elongated siesta
the birds are all united and happy 
no sirens are blaring
no dogs are barking
all the bills are

Sun Brakes the Horizon

rooster wakes the dawn
sound of hens fluttering wings
tender grass springs out 
 


 4/25/2020


Poetry Contest: Morning Praise 
Sponsored by: Raul Moreno

That Is Some Hydraulic Brakes

That is Some Hydraulic Brakes

One day at a food shop,
I met a man selling cakes,
For money he wanted to swap,
But I really wanted some hydraulic brakes.

"Got any hydraulic brakes?" asked I.
"For that's how I'll spend my money."
"No hydraulic brakes here!" said the guy.
He seemed to find it quite funny.

"We've got some lovely marbles,
I'll give you

No Brakes

No Brakes.

Accelerating at a faster and faster pace
All down hill without a brake
For I have lost control
Feel no longer human
Only smothering consuming darkness
And biting bitter cold

For I lingered in limbo 
Alone
For much too long
I was never weak
But strong
I pushed myself too far
Just too many wounds that would not heal
Life but a bed of nails
I know

Flaming Gorge

Eighteen and feline lean 
Headed for all those places I've never seen 
As I hit the road with a big grin 
Setting out so I will win
In a place, I have never been 
I must not be late 
I have a job that awaits
 
After the interview, I pretty much knew
What I would do
I will

The Vindictive Brakes

She jumped on my hand.

She slammed her foot on my head.

I decided to retaliate,

So now she is…..

		Signed:  The Vindictive Brakes

Putting the Brakes On

I often talk about the biggest scare, that I have ever had,
Thinking back I have to say, I acted bloody mad,
And it didn’t get much better when I tried to rectify,
The cause by saving money thinking it would get me by.

Thankfully this major trauma had me staring down at sense,
And all because a foot each

Nearing My End - Hit the Brakes

Ahhhh….Here’s a wound to mend
Ahhhh….Please, put my mind at ease
Ahhhh….You don’t see me, nearing my end…
Ahhhh….Nearing my end…(you’re left without a clue)
Pre-chorus #2: You turned out to be so mean…you were so heartless… (you 
make me feel like nothin’…make me feel like someone…somethin’ – your words 
pierced me like a pin on the floor)
I’m not

No Brakes At Forty

No Brakes At Forty

No Brakes at forty, I got to stop. It starts to rain
and I'm on the freeway. I see a car that got too 
close, but I can't stop. I push the brake, but it don't
work.

I start to panic, what can I do? I thought I knew,
but my brakes won't come through. I

Hit the Brakes

Parts 2 and possibly 3 will come out tomorrow or this week... enjoy!! The other verse will be called Caught off Guard and the third - I have no clue yet! Enjoy reading this incomplete poem!:

Reassure me that today will be a day with flavor and spice
Unsure about my future, 
But I'll take His tranquil

Toyota No Brakes

In many times in my life I always looked for exits.
Could only get so far and I get pulled over in the intersections.
I called them the Hate PD.
Some of them I use to call my allies but I was to blind to see. 
They come at with their lights all blue and red.
Saying negative things

Brakes Screech

brakes screech -- a large ginger cat runs across a road

for Constance's monoku contest, 15th December

Pump the Brakes

In a world that is just Go, Go, Go
sometimes I have to yell "Slow, Slow, Slow"
A sunrise is slow, so is the sunset
for everyone rushing you should let,
the colors trap you like a fish in a net.

Today youth wants age, and Age wants youth
Look All the make-up creams as my proof
My brother is so small,

Squealing Brakes

Silent empty train,
Lush warm body presses mine
Slow down or derail

Eyelashes flutter
Blue eyes flash intense passion
Too late now, no brakes


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