the wrecks
of motor crashes,
limbs flailing
and red hailing
Its art red here,
we are in fear
of the chaotic
of we'll be dying
without injury,
I hope its your
simple heart
and not the
pumping
of adrenaline....
I always
as this child
held my breathe
and it scared me...
I hate to think
I understood
scorpions
and the
new
beginning
of their sting,
it torments me
in such fear
every night-mare,
since I had seen it......
A bug let loose
against its cool,
and it was never
a pretty sight......
there's one point,
we'll be back as one,
we can't escape em,.
and I torment & hate,
their hat tricks
ruining rest of me
in a pile of sludge
It goes back to
high school wedges
and popular laughter.....
Evil always the names
and yet popular on twitter......
singing cursed on here
I am your opportunity
and your disease.
You don't remember me....
Categories:
wrecks, dream, evil, night,
Form: Rhyme
Most of my car wrecks have changed me
For the better
They make me reassess my journey
Probably because I usually expect to die
But I never have …..
I have had three big ones
Each time I thanked God for my life
And told Him I was ready to come home
He let me down all three times
Showing me I have more to do
Each of the three times
I changed courses
Realizing I was not on my best path
All three times I found myself in a better place
More true to myself
And closer to Him
Categories:
wrecks, car,
Form: Free verse
driving home to you
“I luv u. b home in 5”
head-on collision
driving and texting
new car for graduation
“hi guys guess what I'm …”
busy city streets
need to text spouse I'll be late
pedestrian hit
“can't wait to see you”
crashed into car stopped ahead
text never sent
7/4/2020
Click image to take you to stoptextsstopwrecks.org
Categories:
wrecks, car, daughter, death, husband,
Form: Senryu
Tom took a day off for golf to play
His game should have been simpler croquet
Bruised head and scraped knees
His cart like swiss cheese
Wrecks on the nine, decides game's risque
Inspired by Craig Cornish's Contest
Not an entry.....
Written: April 1, 2013
Categories:
wrecks, humorous,
Form: Limerick
Old uncle Tee Rex was a bore .
He could burp a huge belch and then snore .
When he dumped his wife , Dyna
From South Carolina
It sure made my aunt Dyna sore .
Haiku
+++++
Prehistoric King
Who knows , when your reign ended .
Not Man's fault , this time !.
Sean Kelly.
For the PD , Dinoverysoreus contest.
Categories:
wrecks, funny,
Form: Limerick
WRECKS
Battered funnel, broken hawsers, holes in deck,
Grounded on concrete platform like an old man sitting on bench,
Portholes all broken, shaft and screw missing : a wreck ,
Her story told by old charts, scattered, water-drenched.
Battered hat, torn trousers, holes in shoes,
Old man on a bench, like a ship in dry dock, rust splattered,
Eyeglasses cracked. Some say he has a screw loose :
Tell you stories about the old days when he mattered.
With cargoes varied, they traveled the world,
Saw exotic island sunsets in Straits of Malacca,
Braved storms in the Bering Sea - ice cold,
And endured war sagas at the siege of Malta.
Categories:
wrecks, adventure, nostalgia, peopleold, old,
Form: Quatrain
Cruising for a bruising, I wreck my blue car.
It runs on regular with no gas gage, goes far.
She ran the yellow light at sixty. I went on green.
Her witness date, on same yellow light.
My car spun a one-eighty, went for four blocks.
Policeman who took me home. Later stood up
and vouched for me. The judge took witness.
Had to pay a fine. Never mind this injustice.
Orange Fiesta, rainy night. Truck passed.
Broadsided crash, totaled car. Sprained ankle.
Got new sunroof with the fix, instead of a check.
To Colorado it got me, when I escaped with kids.
White Saab, snow car. Exhausted was I
From night shift. Hit broadsided, blind hill.
Totaled car again. God loves me and my vehicles.
On my bicycle hit by another car. No scar.
Scary sometimes how God loves me.
Train coming down the tracks, no gates.
Music loud, didn't hear blow. Stopped cause God
Told me so. So on and on I go in another car.
Categories:
wrecks, adventuregod, me, car, god,
Form: Narrative