Long Wheelers Poems

My RightWing 
all white male dominant
or venus invidiously envious
family

Is way quick to remain gated
away from drug
and alcohol
and automated arms dealers
and users,
black market buyers
and sellers
and renters.

Yet these same straight 
boxer whitey patriarchs
are curiously too tidy comfortable
with...

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And the beanstalk fell and the giant as well
And the giant lay there dead
I swear to you I thought it true
It seems I was misled 

Though the giant bled he raised his head
And said I...

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For some reason
I really like to drive,
and ever since I was sixteen,
when I get behind the wheel
feel free and alive...
Only once had an accident
when I was seventeen,
pulling out too fast of the driveway,
into my parents...

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alone inside with me, less than inspirational

  so look out for the more interesting folk

  momentary excitement, the fiery motivational

  beyond the familiar, to stoke and provoke

  daydream departure from mundane...

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Hot Child In The Urban Summer Dwelling

A Poem by Debbie_Philly
 
" Poem about the heat in the city ....;) "

Hot Child In the Summer Urban Dwelling
 
 
The city streets are buckling under the ...

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Good evening,  This is Stormy Surge,
reporting to you live from Wickenburg.
Where much controversy surrounds the new round-about,
recently installed by D.O.T. and others with clout.
No one in town that I spoke to agrees
that it has...

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Salmon Dinner

nothing can be separate us 
a child from a mother 
a brilliant plan and a truck

go steal his bank card
riding home dad doesn't know
that I am wanted
neither do I

sneaking in the back door
salmon dinner...

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Long ago duriong my childhood Hon'ble M.L.A.s attended state assembly riding bicycles.

Officers of the govt departmens and staffs attended their offices
riding bicycles.

Policemen in groups went riding bicycles to arrest roadside gamblers.
If caught they were taken...

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Saturday nights at Barney’s
Rowdy Cowboy Honky-Tonk,
Our band sang soulful love songs
That cried while our guitars wailed.
We oozed moods for fresh lovers,
And throbbing hearts on the mend,
Through those timeless tuneful nights
While Gus wiped his rosewood bar.

After...

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Should you decide to stay in a hotel that is somewhat off the shelf,
Is quaint, a hundred years old but costs a reasonable amount of pelf,
The Steam Train Hotel is yer place in the town...

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Cardboard box compassion,
canned love with a cadaver expiration date
Sub-contract the morgue delivery,
charge a mob fee that’s double the going vig rate
Profit from scapegoating the poor — 
Brand X the Depression Era entitlement hate 
Legislative death...

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Memories of childhood.



I weep hidden among the shadows of my stained glass window.
I long for the scent of magnolis when the wind blows.
Sunrise over plantations casting shadows,
under the old oak trees,
with dangling moss, as the...

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A number of tasks to handle,
and not even a space left to enjoy,
as the work needs to be completed,
as fast as it can be done,
in spite of the hard work,
we do daily,
we do need some...

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Inside the water 
where they float or sway in their rusting roots
are horse tackle,
buggies, 
unhinged parts of eighteen wheelers,
a girl on a tricycle, her bones still cycling in the drifting meld
circle squirrel and possum pelts,
The...

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As I look out the window at my three boys, I hear all the racket, I hear all the noise.
They’re playing with tractors in the dirt. They’re playing barefoot, no pants, no shirt.
It’s fun to...

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*Image of Nursing Home provided by Pixabay.

Just Stating The Obvious Poetry Contest
Poetic Form: Rhyme

PLACE: Hereafter Harmony House (Assisted Living Facility)

Morning ushered chairs align the walls
blanketed legs with tabled meal trays
infirm progress neath Andy Warhol's.

A chambered...

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Two wheeled commuters with heads booted with helmets, dotted the highway;
The four wheeled rich hooted at pedestrians daring to cross their path,
While rental three wheelers heated them all, filling even places like foot path; 
Traffic...

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I've traversed Kansas more times than I care to remember,
In the searin' heat of August and the chilly cold of December.
I suppose the Kansas Tourism folks would disagree with me,
But bless my soul - there...

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(This is a fictional poem)

You used my credit cards to buy stereos, 4 wheelers, motorcycles and even a car.
I owe a ton of money because of your sorry ###, this time you've gone too far.
I...

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The city, your life is celebrating 
the Durga Puja festival today. 
Fencing four wheelers and busses ... 
A glimpse of the brightest moonlight
'Tilottoma' is there, but 
you are not Sunanda. 
Looking back once again
on every...

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There is something about eighteen wheelers,
For most of us can only wonder.
A trucker is respected to the up most,
From the east to west coast.
Oh demand to get to their destination,
Wist no hesation.
Only the strong will...

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Vanessa throws the shot put, track, 
In the F34 classification, wheelchairs, 
And is a wheelchair racing coach,
For English Athletics, also an activist. 

Whilst doing the job she received a call, 
From Alison O’Riordan a throwing...

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My dad still walks around in his old ball cap
Worn front in center and never to the side 
He is not afraid to check the map
And has a heart a mile wide 
In the afternoon...

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We've all had them at one time or another.
Exciting career, fabulous home, or maybe something other.
As children, girls playing dress up may become a model.
Boys on their three wheelers learn that racers do not doddle.

Having...

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When she stepped into the traffic
did she see the oncoming,

judge the distance;
the fleet footedness
of her thoughts calculating
the crossing,

or did she read the red end of her life
the way a deer might
caught in a blind light,
paralyzed...

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