Pickup Poems - Poems about Pickup

feet dangle, rain boots drip murky droplets black gold a branch caves then snaps...

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under control  all's well in whole never better to the letter what's this mary ann open up worm can I see blonde curls flying squirrels am I insane? or, just a bird brain wait, but it's open/shut one minute wingnut I'm in the trenches taking leave of my senses open eyes light a candle she flies off the handle feelings linger she gave me the middle finger a big talker off her rocker in trouble deep losing sleep counting hallucinations and sheep twiddle digits fuss and fidget keep a tight lip take another sip or a gulp beat yourself to a pulp living hell I hope it ends well or maybe just a hiccup fifty-two pickup...

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A rust-eaten frame, a canvas of scars, A weathered old truck, a king of the bars. Its paint, once a gleam, now faded and worn, Like a story told, a lesson to be born. The tailgate hangs loose, a creak in its swing, A testament to loads it has borne and will bring. The tires are knobby, hardened with grit, From roads...

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Love may come from unexpected places Between strangers, unfamiliar faces Heart is blind, it has no eyes Mystic's the flip of dice Fate can come with cards of kings and aces...

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Oh hey girl, I have to inquire Do you like to sit on live wire? You’re making me choke From all of that smoke ‘Cause damn girl, that booty’s on fire!...

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rising and falling hemming and hawing fifty-two pickup jokers included...

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The pickup truck ahead of us Had decals on the glass, The first a flag – American – Like many cars we pass. The second, a machine gun, At an angle, all in white, Announcing to the world Someone is looking for a fight. I guess interpretation May arrive at different ends But I’m pretty sure that driver Wouldn’t be among my friends....

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I know how to find Something silver like a dime Just like brew in a stein I wanted it to be mine Without a decline Decided to take the time Challenge to bend my legs Which were stiffened like pegs But it is something I...

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Daddy in His Pickup A farmer just doing his work tells His theory from where he sits, "Forty miles an hour is fast enough for anybody, isn’t it?" Driving from home from being downtown Windows down; pure air; feeling fit— Waving at farm friends or passersby The whole neighborhood was close knit One can hardly deny his statement About driving fast needs to quit "Forty...

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You took me to visit, Ruined in a field, Green pickup, Drivers fate was sealed, Green pickup, I would ride in back, Into the mountains Where I heard him slap, Taken Out of my bed, And into a ditch, We won’t see morning, my mother said Too scared to move, Waiting for our savior, His love he’d prove, Outside my window, Maybe five years old, Sounds of vomit, Truth...

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I am an Electrical Engineer But was alone and all was dark Beneath me and above My life was full of volts and amps But not the spark of your love So will you be the start of my sinusoid? Dawn in the twilight With you am on a flight Your feelings I can't fight Your beauty is stuck in my sight My gift from...

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Trailing steel cans and rolling out their long rags. The morning is a frost broken in clamorous relief. Frayed holes in their eaten gloves carry a crushed chore, a rotted job bundled in skins of wet plastics. They emerge from a deep hidden hour riding the back jaws of neglected mammoths. A storm hammers in the scrape of their tongues. The dogs lunge for their voices. They remove what lingers too...

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A drunk redneck fell out of his pickup While in the middle of a big hiccup When a needy dame Saw the new fair game And wondered how she’d pick up that hick up 2/20/16...

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I swear Sir! Enough of that! Your unwanted fervor Driving me mad, insane; Your empty ambitions, Vapid stories, No manners; To make it short – Go to Hell and stay awhile Or may be longer… I swear, Sir!...

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Never had the courage to say, "Hi Beautiful, will you go to bed with me?" My face would probably get slapped But as they say in baseball many strikeouts for a Home Run....

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