Convertible Poems - Poems about Convertible

...she ordered a car paint job wanted a subtle pink with metallic painter showed her a paint chip it was so light she could not see pink take it outside, you can see it there, he said it was a go......Read the rest...

...His idle head went running, jogging, racing in a convertible Porsche. A wicker chair creaks, images arise behind closed eyes. Out there, beyond his sight, people watch him sprinting away, ......Read the rest...

... 12/7/2023 No more am I your sweet little girl... I am far past, brown braids and curls. No shopping now for dolls and toys, Remember when I first liked ......Read the rest...

...If it's not organic it's not sexy and probably not all that funny either. If it's up and down bipolar movement with your arms and legs, it's Yang male energy, and potentially horned up and/......Read the rest...

...I had been driving for decades. A yellow Buick, deluxe convertible circa '51', the model with the three-speed manual transmission - 8 cylinder. A deserted desert diner. The door creaks as I en......Read the rest...

...I ran to the gorgeously designed convertible to see if it was wearing a wrap “It is original paint,” the owner told me. He was an artist, covered in paint. I wanted to go for a ride She was so b......Read the rest...

...night yet clings yet smothers the numb highway breathe the wheel sigh through the gears wave-ride rubber after-shocks follow the beam-eyed light into the blossoming gray adjusts to blackto......Read the rest...

...A convertible Will bought in town. It got locked, keys inside. Like a clown, for help, Will then stopped a cop, whose jaw dropped. Will’s convertible’s top was still down! May 15, 2023 for ......Read the rest...

...A girl. A boy. A Ford convertible. His mom’s rose bushes. To please her, he cut the flowers and filled his car to the brim with his mom’s roses. He came to call, rag top down, backseat ......Read the rest...

...Mr. and Mrs. O were on a ride traveling down Route 66. The car was a convertible, doing forty, without any tricks. An August day with the sun streaming down on their necks. I love the way the sun ......Read the rest...

...Our holiday family gatherings instill traditional values and are totally itchin’ What we do the day after Thanksgiving is give mom a break from the kitchen We head out to our favorite spot, “The Po......Read the rest...

...It’s starting to cool down here in Connecticut. Leaves are falling, like giant, burnt snowflakes (science says that trees send chemical signals to their branches to clip leaves away). Peter borro......Read the rest...

...If you knew you only had 48 hours, To live, What would you do? You can't cheat death the grim, Reaper is around the corner. He is a kind and gentle soul, Just waiting to help you on your journey......Read the rest...

...She wore a flag on top of her head. It said, “I am me!” She was new in town, but not shy. We watched her whizz past. She waved wildly at all of us. She blew us kisses. Some of us blew kisses ......Read the rest...

...I want to write up your adventures Ashleigh said. Sometime later, I told her, after I am dead. She did not understand and took an unauthorized selfie with me. This made me mad, sol I took a dump o......Read the rest...