Short Cab Poems
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i was a loner
standing on the corner
my hands hand
they pass my by
i felt llike dieing
just left my lab
TRYING TO GET A CAB
radio blaring
new york city cab driver
many near misses
horrified riders
being jerked and terrified
in backseat praying
Wide-eyed splendors at night,
Metamorphosis "Beams!"
Restless sleep or waking light...
Star cast visions and "Dreams!"
its going to be a trip
that give me lift
we're leaving soon
expect be there by noon
am a old goon
they call me al
am
GOING HOME BY CAB
Form:
IN THE RAIN
its pain
you try
some pass you by
cause of your corlor
when the pick up other
that wrong my brother
i work in a laB
after work i
HAIL ACAB
i was like a loner
stood on this corner
hands high
waveing to sky
they all pass me by
this is know lie
i was decuss in pain
HAILING
A CAB IN THE RAIN
its ture black step back
if white your right
thats wrong we all belong
as you hail
you seen to fail
and its gets hard
when cab
HAILING IS A RACE CARD
A cab was called to the wrong address
After pulling up he then got stressed
The place was haunted with spooks
He realized he'd been duke
He sped off not knowing he'd been test
i stood
did it was understood
tho i hope
i couldn't
to get them to stop
it was a in my block
they move around
i felt let down
so i went back to my lab
felt rejected
trying to
HAILING A CAB
Its easier than
You thought.
Tacos in hand and
All. But I won't
Eat your flavor
as you are so
Ridiculous.
I took a taxi
And it was
Wondrous,
Traveling
and Undying
Like a zombie
without restraint.
I come undone.
C-arl's cab carries comfort,
A-s it is a relief-provider;
R-ecklessness is condemned,
L-ousiness is just
O-ver.
C-arl's cab carries comfort
A-s it is driven in proper concern;
B-ringing thrill to the passenger
O-nce it makes a right turn.
T-wenty-third day of May
A-mazing car is taken to the airport;
J-oy is brought by the automobile,
E-asily because Carl's cab carries comfort.
Flying around the corner on two wheels!
Look at him go!
His name is Fazik and he drove me from the airport to the hotel.
Riding in the car with him was like watching a magic show.
You should have been along for the ride!
Whizzing around the most dangerous streets in the city.
Streets even too narrow for a donkey!
I don’t remember praying as hard as I did on that 45 minute commute to the hotel.
Fazik, the taxi cab driver from hell.
Gwendolen Rix
4-26-15