Have you seen
Number sixteen
Last checked in
At point nineteen
Never made twenty
Had petrol plenty
No one's seen
Number sixteen
I saw a car
From afar
Up that hill
Could it be there still?
Near a home
All alone
Looked abandoned
Near the oakland
Yes, I saw them
Going round the bend
Looked pretty lost
With shattered exhaust
Making a mess
I confess
I thought they'd given up
It'll need a massive clean up
Xxxxxx
Poem inspired by the picture " Wind of History by Jacek Yerka" provided by The Mag.
17 comments:
Cheers!
More, more!
Interesting
I know, it's definitely not finished but.I'm not sure where it's going next :)
First prize for a unique take. Car Number 16...in some strange way, giving it a number gives this car and the people inside place and personality, kinda like that Stephen King novel.
love how you took this down a road we others had not seen!
This one's so lyrical...set it to music!
so creative. a rally car. haha well done
Beautiful write, Emma! The word craft is classic supported with lots of imagery! Nicely!
Hank
I really enjoyed this.
This was fun to read...like Tess said...lyrical!
Hugs
SueAnn
Gives solid meaning to the word "imaginative."
Your Mag is so full of energy, I'm getting dizzy! Nice :-)
...a bit of mystery, what ever happened to car 16?
Super cool rhythm and rhyme!
=)
I'm with Laurie, more! love it!!
Yes! I do believe I saw it- but can't be to sure on the number! hehehehe!
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