Motor(A) Poems - Poems about Motor(A)

...stream of consciousness  A laughing clown filled the heavenly screen full of malic, behind him, men were eating children Wine and blood ran down their chests  they had the time of their life ......Read the rest...

... For decades, motor cars have driven past in haste, eyes not straying far from the highway to where, set back and obscured by scrub, an abandoned farm is slowly succumbing to rot. I catch ......Read the rest...

...Spread it out on the ground and let’s see how far it reach; spread it out on the ground and you will see where destiny is bound; spread it out and measure it and you will know exactly if it fits. ......Read the rest...

...YOU ARRIVED ON CUE I SUPPOSE RIGHT AFTER THE CHRISTMAS DAY ARSONS MURDERS PROCLAIMING MY LIFE WAS IN GRAVE DANGER WHAT DO YOU KNOW ABOUT ARSON MURDER 8 ELDERLY PERSONS PARISHES PROCLAIMED MY EX HUSBA......Read the rest...

...One nerve-wracking race Is motor bike cliff climbing Grand finesse with grace.......Read the rest...

...Is it Spring? How long has it been? Is it Spring? I don’t see the grass growing, the lawns are dry, the leaves are falling off the trees and the temperature is burning at a hundred and thirty degrees......Read the rest...

...The thought of a bus The ride and comfort The force of exhaust Run and chase Exhaust blown in your face Wheels maneuvering over the open road A solid glance of behold Journeying transit or mot......Read the rest...

...The sun is melting at a hundred and five degrees and the wind is swirling in the trees, the petals are opening wide in the skies and the motorcycles are rolling by. Hundreds of them in line rolling d......Read the rest...

... Well cross my eyes and call me Lucy Met the sweetest lady of the group She turns my crank, gets my motor a-racing For poetry I don't give a poop Should rename the site “Meet A Sweet......Read the rest...

... A giant road is emerging. My sandy path is ready to be swallowed. Gambol, amble, ramble, saunter, stride… My way knows a variety of my gaits. This is a stamped path in my gene as an elep......Read the rest...

...He is cranking up the old rusty engine again, but all that work is in vain, sweat is running from his anxious face and grease is spilling all over the place. There he goes again with his tool bag and......Read the rest...

...Life Long Learning is a must Kick the dust off your brain And you will never be the same Motivate yourselves Learn new things Motivation is one of the driving forces Behind human behavior ......Read the rest...

... My blimp is on the fritz again The hovercraft just popped I surely cannot take the car That’s jacked up in the shop The bus won’t come out to my house There’s no train tracks nearby But I......Read the rest...

...I was an inscrutable, capricious mystery writer, like a pure mystery of days; And I had composed best selling novels, like westering sun's scarlet phase. An unparalleled passion for writing, had ......Read the rest...

...the skiff chugs along toward the end of the lake where the tall peaks rise snowcapped mountains ripple across a backwash an eagle glides in a blue distance a red and yellow float mirror......Read the rest...