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Driving Poems - Poems about Driving

In Your Walk-Through Faith: Who Is Driving You?
Life is the reflection of the road; we will get to follow— And that will always be more than what meets the eye Or Seeing Eye to eye, with the eye of the very storm— It ‘ll make the natural things, to no longer be the norm And who am I, or you, to ask the same, old, question— Others—may...

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Categories: driving, baptism, character, christian, faith,
Form: Free verse
The Happy Wanderer
The Happy Wanderer I like to wander near and far. Just me and my little white car. There are treasures to be found everywhere. Just waiting to be discovered out there. Soon I saw a little mom and pop store. It was in a small house with a green door. I was greeted by a jolly little old man. He had a small...

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Categories: driving, blessing, books, car, grandfather,
Form: Free verse



Premium Member Driving an old car
Prominent now are wrinkles on our skin, signalling decay of organic form, yet divine magnetism throbs deep within, engulfing us in currents cool and warm, conjuring magically a bliss storm. We are light of Self, not this body-mind; feel us as heart’s vibrance, loving and kind. To navigate life, we dwell in this shell but to truth of who we are, we’re not...

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Categories: driving, age, self, spiritual,
Form: Dizain
Premium Member Drunk Driving Isn't Beautiful
Write Eight Beautiful Lines Poetry Contest Constance La France Wrongfully wheel with wanton wills which wastefully works By Author In the aftermath of his tragic fate When adding two plus two is too late I don't understand drunk drivers Why risk it all and leave survivors Now he's resting at a funeral home Lifeless because of a unwise syndrome Yet yesterday he's weaving on...

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Categories: driving, addiction, drink, eulogy, fate,
Form: Rhyme
Driving Down Memory Lane
I was drivin’ down an old, worn black-top highway, on my way to a funeral. It was mid-Missouri, and late summer made it hotter’n the dickens outside. I was thinkin’ there was only a couple of hours left of daylight as I reached over and switched the car’s air conditioner fan up another...

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Categories: driving, friendship, memory, nostalgia,
Form: Narrative



Driving the scene
Its always been the same crucible ,burn the midnight oil, welcome to the new heap dig the new shovel Life in a private nunnery waiting for euphoria for someone to offer her a miracle Like the calm before the storm Shes so grateful all awash in the World ...

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Categories: driving, anxiety,
Form: Free verse
LOSING IT ALL
I'm losing it All of me is fading away My good heart Strong mind My sense Because people ain't getting it People's actions driving me insane. The world Making me crazy Many are so lazy Hurting another To be happy Betraying each other For temporary substance. How do you feel? When it's not you It amuse you Making you better When it's you! It Breaks you Leaving you bitter. ...

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Categories: driving, africa, city, community, cry,
Form: Free verse
Driving alone in the Monts de Blond
I drive alone down misty roads where the morning’s frost still lingers on the earth, grass, leaves unreached by the feeble winter sun whose fingers slowly withdraw into the white blankness of unmoving air. The road bends as it climbs between the shadowed pines and leaping across the road two roe deer, almost always two, run from the shrouded trees slowing my...

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Categories: driving, bereavement, extended metaphor, nature,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member Safe Driving Tips
Obey all traffic signs and lights Avoid road rage, rants and fights Remember: drive in defensive mode Instead of as if you own the road Always be courteous as you drive It will help to keep everyone alive...

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Categories: driving, how i feel,
Form: Rhyme
Traffic Safety
Drivers pay attention, you need to be more attentive, aware and alert Distractions are very dangerous resulting in somebody getting hurt Reckless drivers have drivers, walkers, joggers, and cyclist in a panic Now leaving home for an drive, jog, walk, or ride can end in a tragic There's plenty of areas to pull over to handle what can...

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Categories: driving, grief, perspective, sad, truth,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member Please Stop Drinking And Driving
Traffic Safety Poetry Contest Miranda Hawley It's a happy-sad ending hour at many bars Where the parking lots are fool of cars Where many of these spiteful patrons arrive And then drink over the limit and some nose-dive Mothers against drunk driving are calling Fix your unruly ways because it’s appalling...

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Categories: driving, abuse, perspective,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member my best traffic rules
Don't back up car near neighbor's pool Do pay your latest traffic fine. Close window first, then yell, "you fool!" It's wise to always look behind. If driving an elderly "jewel," remember: gears aren't there to grind If all else fails, try traffic school. Take bus if over eighty-nine. ...

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Categories: driving, age, car,
Form: Rhyme
A Gentle Reminder to Drive Carefully
Hey, driver, I just want you to know That somebody loves you here below But if you keep driving the way you do Too fast to heaven you will get through And that someone you thought loved you true Will not wait long to marry someone new. Among 2nd Place Traffic Safety Poetry Contest Sponsored by Miranda Hawley...

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Categories: driving, car, funny, humorous,
Form: Rhyme
Driving in New Mexico
the terrain’s more expansive here you said, as if obscurities that had been, moved aside so the eye could soak in highways singing restless blues, as if language materialized straight from that feeling of nowhere coupled with too many places to be, and you can see what you want to, blanketing the spaces with...

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Categories: driving, america, language,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member driving in sandals on a cool day
weather is a bit nippy today my toes are shivering in July sandals I wish I could put my feet on the dash they would get warm faster there but I am driving and have to use them for other things namely starting and stopping...

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Categories: driving, weather,
Form: Free verse

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