Short Speedometer Poems

my pickup furiously barrels down

and right up the highway crest,

zooming faster


as the dial needle glides downward

to the far right side of my

speedometer;


yeah, over-speeding gives me a sense

of at least going somewhere,

makes me feel better !...

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Speeding!
I didn’t do it; I swear that I didn’t.
The policeman was drunk, I swear that he was.
Then he tried to arrest me, and sure enough he did.
I wish that I’d told him, that I was drunk instead.
I imagine the fine should probably be more,
But I smiled real sweetly, hoping he’d see 
I’m not a bad person, it was only speeding,
The speedometer lied, it said 53!...

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Happy Together comes on the radio.
I can handle this; I try hard to keep my car under seventy.
Now it’s Cher. She is singing Gypsies, Tramps and Thieves.
I push the pedal to the medal, I am twenty-one again.
Tina comes on. She is singing Proud Mary. 
I dare not look at the speedometer. 
I am breaking the sound barrier.
Forgetting I am a grandmother
Forgetting I am old....

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i'm driving and the air feels like a 
space vacuum
the oncoming trees are copper
and the speedometer has lost its pointer
the specimen jar in the drink tray
has reached newfound heights
how can i run with such fa(s)t legs? 
how do i scurry about this rock
with the intentions
of a madman ...
yet, somehow during this hoover ride
i wished for a camera
so that i may take the best angle of my life
and show it to the world...

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A thousand miles an hour
This fete a break through
I scan the speedometer, inset odometer
Stuck in the traffic Jam a thousand, without a move
I wonder!

Fellow citizen passes on wheel chair
A thousand far cry shy
Overtaking treacherously
Counting his steps is staccato
He stops and wonders, boss
Sorry, he muses, poor boy, he mutters
The Jam’s got to take another thousand
And I stare at the speedometer
A thousand miles an hour
The break through....

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Walk , it's important!
Not only for health but to give peace of mind.
I walked today and my speedometer read 51.
I think I walked 51 miles today. That for me is a lot of walking.  I also did some shopping for groceries.
Fruit and vegetables. 
So, I got exercise and healthy foods.
That I would never have gotten had I
taken the bus or the train.
Walk, it's highly therapeutic and
soon I will be in great shape too....

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Seperate roads ever converged
Runways generousos in plentiful serge 

Refining aligning elevated themes
Hit the strip with full sun beams 

Spur impulsed gleaming freeway
Me at the wheel 
The music YOU play

Refreshed revived with passionate fuel

Lust inexhaustible 
We are unbeatable 

Speedometer broken
Hearts in motion

Wheels rolling 
Im still doting

Every word youve ever spoken

They all went in and we are clear

The starting line be right here...

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