Convertible Poems - Poems about Convertible

fast convertible hair to the wind fleeting summer rays submitted on June 2, 2020 for contest FRESH HAIKU sponsored by JCB BURL - HONORABLE MENTION...

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hot convertible zipping down highway sun to the breeze posted on April 19, 2019...

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red convertible speeding across the highway ~ blur of summer past posted on July 15, 2018...

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Four boys, A tan convertible A warm summers day 1968 Four boys Drove to Missouri For Fireworks Across the state line One boy Threw his cigarette In the air, it landed badly In the back seat With the fireworks Four boys Friendship doomed Angry families Blame Rage One ruined car Drivers leg is broken Angry fathers Relieved mothers Feelings One boy Guilt-ridden Wishing he had Been less careless One boy Sightless Eye gone Things are awful. Mother is crying One boy Drafted...

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Thirty years stuck in a basement corner cubicle Now retirement is on a countdown approach Seems all you can do lately is dream about that burnt gold convertible Going from zero to sixty in a heartbeat gives you a sugar express rush To bad the office years didn’t go that fast Making coffee for the staff, coming in first, leaving out last kept your job...

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Your eyes spring forth flowers from my soul. You come to me in dreams, And as the jogger on the street. You haunt me as the moon haunts the night sky. You are the ghostly promise of pure love. A woman cries against a brick wall, A man anxiously changes lanes in traffic, While others kiss on the beach. While I in dreams...

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It’s a convertible, dude It’s a hot rod, dude It’s red, dude It’s a hot, hot rod...

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Red dress Dress impress Freedom new New pew Fast freedom fire Fire tire Sky open Open oven Corps Vettie Vettie Chevy...

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