Ballad Car Poems

The never ending interstate 
The road we all must drive
Endless wandering is our fate
For the end goal we strive
On the road is where we all...

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The streets by the beach keep moving you toward the sunny side of the sea. 
Where people in hordes strut on the boards sniffing at...

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This here tale's 'bout a woman, name of Annie Barron
Like most female folk, she's kind and she's carin'
But the thing about Annie that veers from...

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I wished I was a race car driver,
but it took money, and I never had enough.
And women did not do it back in the day,
and...

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THE CAR HAS EARS 

  by Charles Eastland
  (also Kindle eBook:  Selected Poems by Charles Eastland) 

Shhh shhh…whisper 
that news about extra...

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Spent all day cleaning up my car for a trip to Broken Hill.
Serviced, oiled and greased. The petrol tank is filled.
Left Adelaide for the open...

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The shot
I shot the messenger, I got him good
One shot and it was done
And after that I slowly turned
And reloaded my gun
And then I took...

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Its My car


Thousands of miles together we travelled
maps then a sat nav journeys unravelled
collected all sorts, even went to the tip
bus into town, no in...

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I've sat here and thought about muscle cars
Big beefy motors that roar and tyres smokin' hot
And when you see a movie they are the cars...

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I like to sing in my car
With the music up to the top of the bar
When my jam comes on the air
Wind up your windows...

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On a lonely outback track the wind whistled through the glass
As the 4 WD turned the corner we weren't driving at all fast
Planted on the...

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I loved it very dear
A unique find it was

I drove it very far 
Without any fear 

Driving was pleasure
Travelling in, a pride

Its presence a delight
That...

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The little green car
Checking on your fate
The elusive little demon
Always running late

I know you're out there
I might even have your number
I don't remember it, but...

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Driving through town in thoughts all my own,
when stopped at a traffic light awaiting my turn,
It suddenly occurs to me as if never before,
the dance...

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In the dark I sit and think of what I have done, 
It will look worse in the morning, in the light of the sun....

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