Short Autos Poems

The whir 
and the echo
lasting flow of autos
a luring, lulling safety
that’s false....

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Motion pictures became movies
    Then turned into flicks
  Automobiles became cars
    and lost their stick shifts

  Cars need to be licensed
    Don't lose your title
  'Cos if you can't drive
    Your motor will idle...

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A lifetime crossed
A time remembered
At childhoods cost
A soul dismembered
And flesh embossed
As if surrendered
Away he’s tossed
As trash he’s rendered
Abased, his family lost
After, for cash he’s tendered
An autos fuel exhausts
Airfare paid, return to sender...

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Outside my room
The light of the moon
Autos on the street 
Create the urban beat

Eyes which crave peace
When all troubles cease
Light up again
Through the magic of a pen

We all seek a home 
Which we'll find in a poem
Let the magic start
We'll find redemption through art!...

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Two autos both tried to have sex.
A pity they both were such wrecks!
With great apprehension,
One lost its suspension.
Old banger sex – oh so complex!


12~21~14
Contest: East Jesus
Sponsor: Roy Jerden
Checked using how many Syllables 8,8,6,6,8
~awarded 3rd place~...

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Our feet, wet and bare, marked our track
In pearlescent dew upon the grass
While, bright and fresh, the morning sang:
Two cardinals shrilling,
Autos crawling far-off,
And sun, bright as gold, warm on my face
When, there, in our garden,
Where lilies stood yawning,
I kissed your soft cheek
For what we had done....

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Baby bunny devoured books.
He read them in closets, on boats, and in nooks.
Biographies were the best, autos even better.
In the winter he read them wearing a sweater.

Aren't books boring? Asked one who knew little.
Pirate Jack kept on reading, his mouth full of spittle.
He was slashing the enemy up in pieces fine and small.
He had no idea someone was speaking to him at all...

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the 1957 Chevy Bel Air was fine in every way
Full of chrome, her sassiness gave her enormous sway
Some people like red autos, but turquoise was so fine
At the age of eight, I wished this car was mine!

I understood cars like the boys did in town
This beauty pranced and danced, she was heaven bound
I still love this car to this very day
I wish all cars were built and chromed this way...

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Sitting here
   gazing out 
of 
my 
window 
    hearing autos rush by 
   I meditate on our dilemma 
   Citizens of a small planet in the vast 
cosmos 
We spend our time 
searching for love 
and peace 
   Trapped on a one way path 
   to nowhere 
We must find some meaning in our lives 
Sex, intoxicants, music 
relieve the pain temporarily 
"But there is always the question"...

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Streetlights in the night air
Streetlights light up the city 
Underneath them youth yearn 
Teenage boys and girls embrace 
An old man passes by 
    Alone he heads for his abode
    Where he can sleep
Autos rush by 
their "whoosh" resounds in the urban evening 
    Gazing from my window I see lights 
all around the city 
   Streetlights - they guide you home 
   Your home in the asphalt homeland...

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The quiet sound of dear old mum
Rocking gently in her old rocking chair
Perspiring from the summer heat
Watching the few neighbours pass by
On their way back from the day's labour
Sweating in the fields in the burning sun
Very few autos in these days
Memories of resting on mom's breast
The smell of lilacs embrace me
Humming the tunes from times gone by
Memories will be with me forever...

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REJOICE NEW JERUSALEM

Grasped with prideful love-- your fiercely ardent hand--

Entwined my sturdy promise with your potent forward gaze--

Rusty skeletons-- bullet-blazed autos mark bloodshed of old battles--

Resilient land reverent heartbeats savor the fragility of Holiness--

                      Behold Believers of Joy-- The Sacred bloody gates of golden Jerusalem.



V. Anderson-Throop 2013...

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The numerous dirty-white mounds
Of snow that lined the narrow street
Stood like fortified embankments;
Each varying in height and width
Depending on the autos size.
Each space of eminent domain
Was illegally claimed either
By dozens of plastic lawn chairs,
Trash cans, anything to obstruct
Entry into this reserved spot.
I wonder if the yellow snow
I see dotting a few places
Is from a neighborhood canine
Or from a property owner?...

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Pollen scuds in swarms and settles,
As the winds blow and calm,
From bees, trees and flower petals;
I feel within my palm
Upon autos, hoses and window sills
The signs of Springtime-
Birds on branches, fish in creels,
Sunshine and a bell's chime.
Yet, the groundhog sees his shadow
As the overcast begins to pour.
The rain streams not so shallow;
I see outside my door
Water to the end of my driveway;
Pollen within the flood
Clumps at the edge of grass and clay
And congeals into yellow mud....

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