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My Car - a poem

Fri Feb 08, 2008 at 11:00:51 PM PDT

My car smiles at me
as I walk out the door to death

I love my car,
I know it is wrong to love something so material

But, my car is fast, it is sleek
It is fun to share the road with,
It gives me a taste of lost youth

I smoke - but only at the table in my garage
Not in my house, not at my work

When I go from my house to my garage
My car smiles laughs at me

My car is not stupid,
I on the other hand...

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  •  Tips for quitting (12+ / 0-)

    the time has come, and it is now, I gotta stop.  And when I saw my car laughing at me tonight, I knew it was time. Good night all.

    -6.25 -5.33 "Didn't Jesus leave instructions?" George Carlin

    by dansk47 on Fri Feb 08, 2008 at 11:01:51 PM PDT

  •  My Audi is fast, is sleek, and (6+ / 0-)

    its rims are filthy.

    Ten years together, yet
    I do not bathe it anymore,
    as it refuses to take
    me to parties where I might
    smoke. The Audi
    knows that doesn't happen
    when we are at home,
    together.

    One of us filthy, the other one
    clean and smoke-free.

    It is never too late to be what you might have been [especially now] George Eliot

    by begone on Fri Feb 08, 2008 at 11:15:55 PM PDT

  •  Rec'd because... (4+ / 0-)

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    dansk47, begone, borkitekt, SnowCountry

    Well, because it ain't fucking bad.

    It rubs the loofah on its skin or else it gets the falafel again.

    by Fishgrease on Fri Feb 08, 2008 at 11:22:09 PM PDT

  •  My car poem. (5+ / 0-)

    I like your car poem and dug deep into my notebooks for this one, written after my 1994 ford escort died being rear ended by a republican driving a SUV in late 2006 (a little whiplash and I haven't been able to afford a car since,  being that I'm in a no-fault state and am a poor graduate student)

    sigh

    ----------------
    Death of a Ridgerunner
    ----------------

    It was there when it was
    too cold to bike
    but not cold enough
    to need a working heater
    (which was constantly broken)
    defrosting the front window with
    a mug of coffee that now sports
    a sheen of city soot as
    I wait at the bus stop

    Prejudice is always dangerous. (Sister Wendy Beckett)

    by SnowCountry on Fri Feb 08, 2008 at 11:33:38 PM PDT

  •  i can't write poetry for shit.... (4+ / 0-)

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    RickWn, dansk47, borkitekt, SnowCountry

    but speaking of cars, I get to drive my brother's 4 month old BMW coupe for about 3 months while he is away and I feel like I'm 16 all over again!

    I think I'll cry when I have to give it back!

    "People place their hand on the Bible and swear to uphold the Constitution. They don't put their hand on the Constitution and swear to uphold the Bible." --J.R.

    by michael1104 on Fri Feb 08, 2008 at 11:48:12 PM PDT

  •  But is it fast enough so you can fly away? (4+ / 0-)

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    dansk47, begone, borkitekt, SnowCountry

    I remember we were driving, driving in your car
    The speed so fast I felt like I was drunk

    :)

    ..............................

    I quit smoking 8 years ago.  Cold turkey.  It stuck on the second try.  Don't get discouraged if it doesn't work at first.  It's definitely worth it being smoke-free.  For too many reasons to count - money, health, food tasting better, etc...

    Good luck!

    :)

    Oh, and thanks for recommending Ed Abbey's "Brave Cowboy" to me a few weeks ago.  It's my current 'lunch break' book.  Really good stuff...

  •  The Marvelous Toy (2+ / 0-)

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    dansk47, SnowCountry

    With apologies to Tom Paxton for the truncation:

    When I was just a wee little lad full of health and joy,
    My father homeward came one night and gave to me a toy.
    A wonder to behold, it was, with many colors bright,
    And the moment I laid eyes on it it became my heart's delight.
       It went "zip" when it moved and "bop" when it stopped,
       And "whirr" when it stood still.
       I never knew just what it was and I guess I never will.

    What's really amazing to me is that my computer does the same darned things!!  :-)

  •  I smoke like a chimney, (3+ / 0-)

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    dansk47, borkitekt, SnowCountry

    but I do like poetry.
    And cars are okay, too,
    I guess.

    My other addiction
    is DKOS.
    Is that bad for my health?
    Sometimes
    it makes my blood pressure rise.

    (Anyway, good for you, dansk47. I vow to give up smoking one of these days.)

    You've got to vote for someone. It's a shame, but it's got to be done.--Whoopi Goldberg

    by Libertaria on Sat Feb 09, 2008 at 01:45:21 AM PDT

  •  det har måste vara min familj äntligen. (2+ / 0-)

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    dansk47, SnowCountry

    Its so funny how things can resonate so closely to ones life while everything is yet so remote. As SnowCountry mentions his car, my girlfriend had an Escort from the same year that was totalled by a motorcyclist who ran a stop sign this past summer in Rättvik/Dalarna. Luckily, as he hit my side, he hit right between the front tire and window- otherwise I would have gotten a helmet right into my head or he would have flown over the car. Either way, I was lucky- I was looking at a sign to my left when my window exploded- only got a few cuts that disappeared after taking a shower, and since it was my summer vacation, I'd grown a beard for the first time, and that protected me somewhat. Got glass everywhere though- hair, ears, pockets, shoes... The kid was fine even thought they took him to the hospital. Sort of freaky, he looked just like Harry Potter, it was so surreal. And we were just about to start the new book.

    Dansk, you know, while I was stateside I actually took a poetry translation course with Lars Gustafsson- a swedish writer who is totally incredible. We worked on Bertil Malmberg's poem Dårarna:

    Jag vet ej vad de känna, vilka ting
    de söka, där de röra sig i ring,

    och icke vad de tänka, där de stå
    orörligt stilla, medan molnen gå.

    No poem, but here is my car song- from Built to Spill:

    The song includes at least another one of my loves, the cello, which I've been really missing since I don't have one here in Sweden. That and I've been thinking of trying to by an old Fender, maybe a Jazzmaster.

    Also, the old Escort, it had been with us on road trips to Umeå in the Swedish north for a real midsummer wedding a Swedish friend I introduced to another Texan. It had been to Gotland, almost went to go see Ingmar, and through Norway, down the Oslo fjord, past a little town called Søgn.

    Listen to Noam Chomsky's Necessary Illusions. (mp3!)

    by borkitekt on Sat Feb 09, 2008 at 03:29:27 AM PDT

    •  So funny all the escort talk! (2+ / 0-)

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      borkitekt, SnowCountry

      I had an '86 Fort Escort wagon for about 10 years and it was the best damned car, just a little tank.  Drove it to death. I got it in Alaska and that thing handled so well in the snow and ice - it amazed me. Then I got a pathfinder, and discovered truly how well that car handled!

      And keep the music in your life! A Jazzmaster would be sweet. Did you read the diary a week or so ago about the Daniel Pearl Memorial Violin? It was beautiful. (Mr. d has three banjos, one electric (strat) and two acoustic guitars, two dobros and one mandolin, we love our music)

      -6.25 -5.33 "Didn't Jesus leave instructions?" George Carlin

      by dansk47 on Sat Feb 09, 2008 at 08:48:19 AM PDT

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    •  Psst.. (2+ / 0-)

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      dansk47, borkitekt

      her car, but yeah.  Escorts are such funny cars.  They aren't particularly handsome or charming, but they run until they're forced to stop and so we love them.

      Prejudice is always dangerous. (Sister Wendy Beckett)

      by SnowCountry on Sat Feb 09, 2008 at 11:12:57 AM PDT

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  •  Reminds me of ... (1+ / 0-)

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    dansk47

    "For Elsie," the last two lines:

    No one to witness and adjust,
    No one to drive the car.

    Of course he was talking about leading this country, not driving, really.

    "Microscopes are prudent in an emergency." -- Emily Dickinson

    by godotnut on Sat Feb 09, 2008 at 11:49:22 AM PDT

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