Traffic Poems - Poems about Traffic

...It's Saturday morning and off we go to the mall The traffic just to get there is painfully slow Upon arrival it seems that parking spots are tough to be found Up and down the rows of vehicles we f......Read the rest...

...She came to me when I brought in carts and she was filling online grocery orders. I gestured to her and handed her a poem just written the other day, but I just had to share it with her line a......Read the rest...

... The Light paints unseen secrets You stand at the crossroads in reverence. The Light awaits and stars bow. So watch, yielding. ......Read the rest...

...I watch the days roll by and my vision explodes in the sky, morning and noon is merging in one and my energy is spilling all over the land. Seagulls of assorted colors parade on the shores and big bo......Read the rest...

...They are wandering everywhere and you act as if you don’t care; they are wandering everywhere and you are walking around clapping your hands and stomping your feet and dragging your body on the cold ......Read the rest...

...I've got time So I'm walking down a newly discovered tree lined street The dog delighted, I don't know where I am but I can retrace my steps As many birds as I've ever heard are singing Some mach......Read the rest...

...EDSA traffic jam Lined glittering unmoved cars Spread like stars.......Read the rest...

...The charts and graphs of doom are steep. Our worries pile up in a heap - Into our brains it starts to seep - Indeed, we are in trouble deep. Will he move fast or slowly creep, As he, at bay......Read the rest...

...I stood at the bus stop deciding which way to go and I look towards the East and my adrenaline starts to flow, the traffic was going one way and wind was blowing the other way, and perspiration start......Read the rest...

...In the hazy air, the camera drone  followed the stagnant river of traffic, telegraphing images to control. The thermals from the searing hot pavement fighting with the machine’s languid progress ......Read the rest...

...In a never sleeping metropolis, In the dungeon of a room, My days and nights are locked! I am a traveler on a street, with no end in sight, But just the bustle of the moving crowd, And a handfu......Read the rest...

...(This is something different. Playing around and having some creative fun. One word per line, three lines per stanza. What do you think? Tear it apart and share your thoughts, opinions and criticisms......Read the rest...

...CLEAN AIR Only a few now recall the London smogs The early Fifties, I think it may have been When a man used to walk ahead of a bus As schoolkids, it was a strange time for us Almost every day......Read the rest...

...The fruit juice drips momentarily beneath the alter filling the crevices and corner, while the sound of impatient traffic rolls down the street honking horns and disrupting the peace. A strange sound......Read the rest...

...The sun is burning intensely outside, and it is melting the passion inside, the dogs are running around gasping for breath, and throwing their frivolous bodies on the ground. They are looking for ......Read the rest...