Wash Car Poems
These Wash Car poems are examples of Car poems about Wash. These are the best examples of Car Wash poems written by international poets.
car, joy, rain, weather,
The heavens open up and
the earth drinks desperately
Waterfalls of cleansing rain wash
this world of ours anew
I put a line through “wash car”...
Lee's Magic Tunnel Car Wash
There is a place in our town
where magic still occurs.
You put your junk in,
you wait a while…
It’s fun to watch:
you can’t really see well,
Kingsbridge nine o five
beautiful, car, girl, love,
Pulled on the parka, and turned my face to the cold street.
Half running, half slipping, piece of toast hangin' from my mouth..
man oh man am...
Doppler Radar Killed Our Classic Car - 2nd HALF as text plus FULL Audio
Here's the deal, folks...
This is, as indicated, the 2nd HALF of this fairly lengthy poem. Due to Poetry Soup's file-size limitations, this...
Ode To My Car
The Wonder Mobile broke today
Of course it would happen
Why wouldn’t it
4 cylinders running on 3
Getting out to push probably much faster
Poor little Corolla
It had a...
anxiety, car, color, dream,
That same yellow light blinks, day after day.
A caution, a check up, or turn to be?
Days it stays, but many times fades away.
Morning dew stained...
car, crazy, cute, fun,
Oh my gosh!
Lost me galosh!
That's not posh.
Put the kibosh-
america, car, community, culture,
Fragile are crisp clean lines that edge an invisible thread
Carelessly crushed beneath the unknown forceful dead
Efforts of gripping the reality through truthful grief pained wash
I'm the car that's new again
car, care, humorous,
Lathered wet I stand in the gutter,
And quietly move in line,
To the rub that’s a dreamy decadence,
The rub that’s deeply divine.
Then those monster legs begin,...
Why I Hate Pigeons
They are perched everywhere just waiting.
If you feed them, they will start defecating.
Some people consider them rats with wings.
Pigeons can do some...
The Hi-ways and the By-ways
car, history, travel,
The Hi-ways and the By-ways
By Franklin Price
The hi-ways and the bi-ways long before the Super-way,
Driving 'round the country different, here are memories of the day
car, poetry, race,
The day has come, weeks and countless dollars invested in this moment.
All preparations have been made.
A myriad of nuts and bolts, inspected, tightened to torque.
the car of your dreams
car, dream, for her,
THE CAR OF YOUR DREAMS
Would you, could you, have a car
And love it so very...
My Second Hand Toyota Revo
Advertising triolet poem with narrative:
A four-wheel drive,even purchased as second-hand
Still runs smoothly and safe, never trundles around
With its superlative engine, mileage is grand
My Black Firebird
Oh he was deep black and so shiny in the sun,
I fell in love the moment I first saw him;
There was a...