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Motorist Poems - Poems about Motorist

Premium Member My Imagination Of John Denver Came To Life
...John Denver Poetry Contest Anthony Biaanco Gathered around a campfire Folks sing, clap, and dance Take me home on country roads Rocky Mountain high High above an eagle circles A passing de......

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Categories: motorist, celebrity, music, nature, song,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member Southern Hospitality
... It could be a friendly wave from a stranger; Or A "How are you doing?" from across the parking lot. At other times, just the simple words of, "Follow me". Northern Mississippi is where I was......

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Categories: motorist, people,
Form: Narrative



My Seventh Decade
...As if startled awake from fitfull sleep Of dreams both cartoonish Yet with meaning deep My life having passed as this very repose A young woman Now grand dame all as I dozed For I mus......

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Categories: motorist, adventure,
Form: Rhyme
The Old Oak Tree
...I am sitting under the old oak old tree whose roots and branches have withstood the test of time. I am sitting under the old oak tree with hard woody roots descend in into the deep and spirally arran......

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Categories: motorist, america, business, community, courage,
Form: Narrative
My Adrenaline
...I stood at the bus stop deciding which way to go and I look towards the East and my adrenaline starts to flow, the traffic was going one way and wind was blowing the other way, and perspiration start......

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Categories: motorist, betrayal, bird, body, death,
Form: Narrative



Premium Member Straight Ahead
... The new year found me alone at a deserted roadside, not knowing where to go but thumbing for a ride. The signposts displayed 2023 South and 2024 North. Motorists, speeding along in both direct......

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Categories: motorist, courage, future,
Form: Prose Poetry
Premium Member Velvet Glove Compartment
...Age defiant was this spruce and spirited citizen slinking blithely past the burgundy red doors of her enigmatic country dwelling. As her olive skin neatly curved fingers slid over an intermittentl......

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Categories: motorist, adventure, age, birth, celebration,
Form: Prose
Premium Member Snow Happenings
...This year first snowfall of the season starts to cover the ground Gently being released from the sky above barely making a sound The morning commute sure to be a motorist plight Having to dodge ve......

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Categories: motorist, weather, winter,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member De-Puzzlers
...If lawyers get de-barred and clergymen de-frocked Does it naturally follow and make sense That electricians are de-lighted and cowboys de-ranged? Need some answers, no sitting on the fence......

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Categories: motorist, fun,
Form: Free verse
Newspeak
...I'm sick of this twisted English Never meaning what it says No medals for plain speaking Ever awarded these days. Free Cash the machine said But it turned out to be a skank Later on that week t......

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Categories: motorist, humor, irony, language,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member Asking the Way Part Two
..."Well to a certain degree yes I really don’t want to impose. I’m getting used to my deprivation." As this strangely odd conversation began I couldn’t help but notice several book......

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Categories: motorist, age, art, creation, death,
Form: Prose
A Waste of Color
...The darkness shatters with an array of color. Brilliant reds, oranges and yellows reaching out of the torches to lick the blackness off the trees. Animals running to escape searing messages fro......

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Categories: motorist, animal, fire,
Form: Free verse
Crosbie's White Lightning
...A winery had a failure; a batch of wine is crook. Those looking for a buyer, now don’t have to look, for the vintage that is offered, hidden out of sight, in a mystery went missing, from the vat o......

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Categories: motorist, humor,
Form: Lyric
Dressed To a Kill
...the rain spilled its barrels on my way to work hit a pot hole and the tire split the spare like a donut was cream filled a passing motorist splashed me with a puddle my nice matching suit was not......

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Categories: motorist, funny,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member If Ever I Had a Country : Lxii and Lxiii
...IF EVER I HAD A COUNTRY : LXII - LXIII LXII If ever I had a country with streets under graffiti And if ever I were the Minister of Transport who travels about for free I'd give a free r......

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Categories: motorist, car, corruption, french, kindergarten,
Form: Dramatic Monologue

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