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Let's Pretend it's April - Nov. 22
Rules: Write a poem for LPiA on the topic or form described. Each poem should appear as a New Reply to this thread. The goal is to, at the end of the month, have written 30 poems for the month of November. (or one, or six, or fifteen) Prompts may be revisited at any time. All members are welcome.
Topic : Write a poem inspired by a classic car.
Form : Any
Line requirements: 8 or more
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and in her pink ivory car
lined with gold, studded with sandalwood,
and dusted with ground-up lapis,
needing no engine but a flock of sparrows,
no wheels but scallop shells,
no road but light,
what you should have asked of her
is what she asked of you in turn:
what you should have wanted most of all
is that your crazy heart
become more sane, is that you call out more
and suffer more
and the daughter of Ouranos, she will come
with her breasts barely veiled
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Dodge 600 se sedan
Exhaust cloud filling
The intersection
Lights to pull me over
Passed right by me
87 Ford thunderbird
Red leather interior
Self installed
Sub woofers side speakers
And shag carpeting
Chevy cavalier
T boned a red light runner
Totaled, lost the bumper
She was on her phone
Her kids were okay
96 Honda civic
Belonged to my cousin
Belonged to my brother
Belonged to me
Belonged to a friend
Toyota celica
Tiny 2 seater sleek sporty
Took me to Nashville
Stayed warm in a blizzard
Donated to the road
Mercury mini van
My first mobile home
The cops never checked
For weed in the trash
Died during a delivery
2004 Toyota sienna
A giant white bull
Charging down freeways
My dream vehicle
Covered in duct tape
2016 Kia Rio
Wow it's been six years
I dont even drive it anywhere
Just keeping it alive
When my daughter learns to drive
Peanut butter honey banana sandwiches
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Wolf and Castle
Volkswagen Rabbit two-door
1977, Bali Green,
Tobacco interior
(the color, not the herb).
39 miles to the gallon
on long trips, regular gas,
when such performance was
exceptional. 1790 pounds
curb weight, which helped.
Screw-off asterisk external gas cap
fully removable and could be stolen
(mine was, in Alabama)
and those other little features like
a cruise control which worked
just great until you stepped
on the brake and meant it
which stopped the Rabbit
but also blew an inline fuse
under the hood (I kept
a few replacements in
the glove compartment).
Plus, did you know the horn
did not sound unless the engine
was running? One could just hear
the Doktor-Ingenieur at Wolfsburg
loftily intoning, „But mein Herr,
why should you require the horn
if you are not at that time driving?”
as a pickup truck backed slowly
into my bumper while I sat parked
in Denver, unable to make it sound.
Ah, well. Classic, it was -
a body shape not carved
out of a bar of soap
but profile-bandsawed from
block lumber. With on
its steering wheel no weak
“VW” monogram (which could
have been assembled anywhere)
but Wolf and Fortress proving
this Rabbit came from
the Tiger place.
Non-practicing atheist
