Jalopy Poems - Poems about Jalopy

Want a ride in my jalopy asked Uncle Lou That depends said Shelly. Is a jalopy an athletic shoe? Where would you get that idea? Her uncle asked, surprised. It sounds like something you would wear on a foot; she surmised....

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Just saw a fancy new jalopy go by At least that's what we used to call 'em Guess the ad men would surely cringe Jalopy wouldn't cut it for them! With all of today's sexy new cars Jalopy is a blast from the past The pace of life was much slower then Less frantic and surely not as fast! Any of you remember...

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J'aime la vie…I love life, with all that it brings Alleviating the jarring pain of potholed roads Labour uphill, thankful for easy descents, Observe the rules, most watchful for red lights Plagued at times by ailments, wear and tear Yet, like a defiant aging car, I chug on and on. ------------------ 11th July, 2023...

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Each crescent moon rewinds time’s notes to sweep me back to our blessed haven where long has stayed my peaked essence. I’d love to be back in our cozy cabin where so much couple magic happened. You and I and all our shared yesterday seconds were love expressed while money distressed and both such ways were my life’s best days. We could...

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The old jalopy feels unloved and unwanted. Many years now she has languished in this long-abandoned junkyard. Unhinged, she is an utter wreck. She had been kept for her "parts" but now, not even for that! Very rarely, a young boy wanders by. He sits inside her frame, pretending to be her driver. But nobody can take the place of her...

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Jalopy J unkyard treasure discovered under a pile of worn tires held together with bailing wire duct tape and faith. A ntique veteran of time traveled back roads before the miles of asphalt Interstate highways were laid still refusing to retire L and yacht Titanic once admired by wanting eyes viewed now with glares seeing...

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In nineteen-eighty-five, so long ago, a dark red B M W became our son and wife's new car in Germany while stationed there as Army officers. Though many cars replaced it since that time, the B M V remained with them because their son eventually declared he hoped it would become his car someday. Fast forward to today- a dream come true; the B...

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Jalopy Memories The old jalopy still proudly rumbles down a street now paved with asphalt Flying tattered banners and trailing mists of smoke and steam in circles Riding on thin tires held together by shiny spokes glinting in the sun Remembering the brightest summer Sundays with ladies holding lacy parasols Sitting on leather seats next to gentlemen sporting summer straw...

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On a farm in a community of drudgery and toil lived a man alone He had lost so much in his life and had so little to show For the multitude of years, sweat and love that honed his bones It left him with a life that filled him with weariness and woe His hands were worn and spoke...

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On pavements of pink hued highway Ocean smiled in eyes of children Roadside toads croaked with joy at the Old Jalopy looking sublime Pain in both knees and heart pounding Still purple smile on blooming lips All vintage cars looked with envy At the swinging old Jalopy Thin chin bald head dry skin still strong How old are you asked the Fiat Well past hundred...

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The Old Jalopy Poetry Contest 1st Car ( Katarina ) VW Beatle VW Beatle VW Beatle 2nd Car ( Michelle ) Mini Cooper Mini Cooper Mini Cooper 3rd Car ( Rachael ) Alpha Romeo Alpha Romeo Alpha Romeo Old Jalopy Car History Spent more time Under them Than actually In them But all Cars with Character And i Loved and Cherished Every 1 of Her For the Craig Cornish Old Jalopy Poetry Contest...

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In the scrapyard Abandoned and forlorn Sunburned lackluster paint Scavengers’ delight Headlights dashboard fins Leather seats and Glistening rims long gone Nothing to do but reminisce The glory of hey days Top down cruising the boulevard Miles and miles of sun and valley That was then and this is now Kicking back and resting Sadly waiting for the crusher Published in my 24-page photo/anthology ~RANDOM MUSINGS VOL.1~ 2020 AP: 2nd...

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the old jalopy... manufacture Oldsmobile; daily drove to work; inside my garage, also dad's 1915 Model J car; old that jalopy... that old jalopy, manufactured by Lozier; three-three horsepower; slobmodel auto; designed with rocket tail-lights; that old jalopy... my dad drove in style; his nineteen-fifty eight Olds, drove old jalopy; 7/12/19 The Old Jalopy Poetry Contest...

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Trash the old jalopy It’s just piles of scraps Out- dated and no good It’s just junk sitting under the hood Junk yard bound It’s ready to go Drag it to the scrap yard Looking at it, makes it hard I had it for so long it’s just rusted out tin My jalopy is like my best friend And I tried to keep it...

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They say jalopy, I called her Ethyl She was a tough one, and she was special Could have called her cranky I suppose She needed lots of cranking the Lord knows There was a crank for the engine up front And cranks for the windows you had to hunt A crank for the jack to change a spare tire Crank the steering...

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