Speedway Poems - Poems about Speedway

...Race Car The driver is one with the machine. Every turn on asphalt would be tires burning. A V8 with horse power, the car flies down the road. Turn up the music and push the pedal to the floor. ......

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...Is Mc'quarie bank loosing the plot? as it dreams gray digits And attempts in fact a blot.! To remove the lifelines of cheuqe and cash, that bedrock.' Australia this is like a sneak attack smash grab......

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...(A bit of fun for Thomas W. Case - I think he lives in Iowa) Hawkeye pride burns bright in Iowa City, the place where Tennessee Williams learned to curse. Iowa City hosts the 4th of J......

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...They never made Charlie work for anything, no doubt. He never did a chore or helped his parents out. When he reached sixteen, he wanted a Porsche. They gave him one the day his mom got a dishwashe......

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... High-ho! High-ho! High-ho! it’s off to the pub and gig we go Willy Wonka ticket stubs in our hand on our way to see the band Climb the fence, jump the turnstiles into the crowd do......

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...7/6/22 Drying fallen tears Oh where is the death bed now Very forgotten 7/5/22 Empathy signs on Yes, in the depths of darkness Light consumes the soul 6/29/22 Abscesses are not Easily b......

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...Premiered at Midland Motor Speedway, Odessa, TX – 6/26/1998 ACT 1 Das Lied für Alma Still Life Instrumental First Nights Pain Hurts Violet Dancing with the Blues The Recko......

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...not a speedway And yet they are racing at a hundred miles or more Down Interstate 635 in Kansas City I hear them way before I realize what they are Two race cars. One orange and green The oth......

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...There is an aura for the moment looking gloom Closing in on climatic resolution known as high noon Weather was dealt the color grey Heavy clouds outdoor on this day Blocking the sun from peek......

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...*****I've decided to repost some older poems and provide some background and poetics, or my mindset of why I wrote these poems or perhaps what inspired me to write some of them. Many of these older p......

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...Turtle heard that Salt Woman was on the road again, and he was wanting a taste of her. Some miles from Cochiti, he stopped for directions at a Speedway gas station. The dwarf who ran the garage ......

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...Mother's womb panged to be delivered. A rift awakened, once asleep in roost, but 4alarm crowing on steeples of burning roofs, the foundations gone missing, on sabbatical crowning of burning man ......

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...At no time did our lives ever bond; instead, we became a cacophony of confusion. I can't imagine why we assumed that surface and skin-deep beauty was enough to sustain a relationship. I suppose my f......

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...there was blue and green flying on the screen in my grandparents' basement i was there for a week, i was sleepwalking but i always woke up in my grandmother's arms race cars and Gameboys and ma......

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...Where I was Born by Bob Moore (c) 2017 I am a product of where I was born long ago on a cold winter’s morn my father and mother are part of me, and......

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