Short Hubcaps Poems

Highway One California

Lovely and so cooling, was driving my 
1956 Chevy Bel-Aire ragtop!
Its whitewall tires, its heavenly hubcaps.
Just stunningly gleaming!
That magnificent red and white convertible!
With joys, so profoundly thrilling!


June 2, 2019
7pm PST

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Dedicated  to my parents,  who gave me  this 
car on my birthday. Thanks, Mom and Dad for 
letting me "Drive My Dream!"


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No matter who you vote for
the government gets in
Left or right, day brings night
with colors gray and thin

The better parts of nature
get worse as time goes on
Bilateral infection
whose cure is woebegone 

As hubcaps change in order
the wheels forever spin
Tomato or tomatto
that same old song to sing 

A baby leaves its mother
new brick to build the wall
Ramparts trapping all inside
—beyond which prescience calls

(The New Room: May, 2023)...

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My daddy is in sales the child told me.
He will get hubcaps for you, spinners, copper, whatever you want.
But he is careful about who he sells to.
Can he get me an I-phone?
Sure. He sometimes comes by them.
A stereo?
What’s that?
It’s something no one has any more.
Maybe. I’m not sure.
He doesn't sell to anyone, he reports.
He has to trust you before he sells to you.
I think this is curious.
certain the child has no idea how much information he is sharing....

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They float on feather hubcaps
Gypsy dance in the elegance of the sun
They grow antlers in venus spectrum
Holding backyard festivals, with pagan costumes

She is free
She can't see me
I am becoming
Always lost and returned again

We swirl around the fog of beach
The pallour in her eyes casts a glint
She's talking about memories gone
I'm mystified as the giant web unfurls

Hidden love, gone and deep
What remains of the lost city
Buried underneath our feet
Beauty of how things were...

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