Heaven Car Poems

It's difficult to steer a new destiny,
To live with enmity or to die with ecstasy
When paths are blocked and star-crossed,
You've got to choose one path,...

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New poem/Emanciated Pigeon:
Gypsy Queen silent king keep your city clean
The fortune of cats eye red Enjoying life on Mars
Burning oil blackened tires sweaty palms
Charging full...

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the 1957 Chevy Bel Air was fine in every way
Full of chrome, her sassiness gave her enormous sway
Some people like red autos, but turquoise was...

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I felt like I was seven years old,                 ...

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When I open your book of life,                  ...

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I dream of the wind 
blowing through my hair,
that's how I win
the rush of air is heaven sent 
cold or warm;
Gods breath is my friend
a...

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Not one; Might have been ten; or even more; death-knell!
I have been prompted to pack-up with no delay;
One seemed finest of calls; to heaven or...

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January has pocketed frosted dreams
Firmly tucked away, hidden under her black ice
Her treacherous blizzards torment the foolhardy
Many driving too fast on her hills should know...

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I shift the car into drive 
it slides into the vast 
mystery of night 
far down the road passes
A road less traveled by the masses...

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I dream into tomorrow….
Because I can not see yesterday 
I lie awake ponder forever 
I see all that was and will be
If creation decrees 
I...

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Partnered with the light is ever darkness
Where wild boys of dune collect themselves
In chariots of steel inside the mind
Cocooned from what once was but now...

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Glowing gas station lights, bright
In the smooth endless night
The car rambles on
Down the desolate road
Many shadows have past 
Where the indigo black sky is filled
Stars...

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I rolled like Caesar down the boulevard the day I came to town.
My triumph was impromptu and abrupt.
I parked my Chevy by the curbside on...

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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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MY FIRST OF WHEELS



Remember that sense of freedom?
Your keys, you free, in your very own teen-aged kingdom.

If older, like me, seats then, were made of...

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