Grandfather Car Poems

This piece was inspired by a true story about a man who searched for several years to find, and buy back, a very particular car...

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Looking back, one thing comes clean-glass clear
you were always there for me subduing every fear.

I tried to do my duty, be a husband strong and...

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Once we were very young,
Our journey had begun,
We bounced around in the back,
No seatbelts, alas, alack,
I was rubbing the hair of Grandpa Jack,
Trying to drive,...

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Once we were very young,
Our journey had begun,
We bounced around in the back,
No seatbelts, alas, alack,
I was rubbing the hair of Grandpa Jack,
Trying to drive,...

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Strange things happened that last time my Grandpa drove to town
He scrapped a nine eleven and mowed a phone booth down
Folkies in the future will...

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Selling books

A friend of mine who used to be my editor,
until I discovered she was bewildered by commas,
has gone all mercantile, if you buy one...

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They have been mentioning using Mobile Phones whilst driving on the local BBC Radio Station. I had the urge to write the following,. As I...

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Ruminating over a golden era gone by and over possessiveness filled me with nostalgia
Ultimate luxury of vying for a car as well as owning a...

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My family is an old car:
Dad is the oil of the motor that keeps the car in good condition 
Mom is the motor mounts that...

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Come one, come all ~ stand up and call,
the ramrod's junk yard, car part's maul
piled low, so you can come n' get
that car like yours,...

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