"carlights" poems - Hello Poetry

You are carlights through white window shades, You’re moonlight on the shore. You are sun before rain had a chance to fade, You’re bare feet at ocean’s floor. Your voice echos atop the hollow waves that we sleep to every night. Your laugh is your heavy heart being saved, all silver shadows fighting golden candles’ light. I am grays and blues and evergreens, I’m early sunlight reflected in clear eyes. I am ever changing and ever seen, I am pastels trapped inside thick black smoky ties. We are a single whispered chord, retuned and redefined, We are coastal byways and yellow dotted swerving lines. We are deep navy skies inhaled by wintry crystal night, We are watercolors cooled by the sea then cast in firelight.

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Feb 6, 2013

Feb 6, 2013 at 5:54 PM UTC

kasandra-cook

Watercolors

You are carlights through white window shades, You’re moonlight on the shore. You are sun before rain had a chance to fade, You’re bare feet at ocean’s floor. Your voice echos atop the hollow waves that we sleep to every night. Your laugh is your heavy heart being saved, all silver shadows fighting golden candles’ light. I am grays and blues and evergreens, I’m early sunlight reflected in clear eyes. I am ever changing and ever seen, I am pastels trapped inside thick black smoky ties. We are a single whispered chord, retuned and redefined, We are coastal byways and yellow dotted swerving lines. We are deep navy skies inhaled by wintry crystal night, We are watercolors cooled by the sea then cast in firelight.

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I was driving on the highway at a skipping 70. Singing along to 80’s top 10 phrases like“everybreath you take” and “total eclipse of the heart” splurged off my tongue. Waving out the last ember of my cigarette like a star in a constellation I was drivin' back home after a 10 hour flight and 1 week business trip. 2 hours of sleep were guarded under my seat belt. The windows were down, the air conditioner was blastin' I was brakin' all the stops to stay awake Come on! my ****** eyelids wouldn’t stay open they kept slidin' closed as if 100 pound weights were clipped onto my eyelashes like those freaks in the Guinness world record-- or something--- focus.....focus.... slurred off my tongue as red carlights blurred and danced to a balletic symphony of speed. The Choreographed Cars All In Spaced Lines Flashed By A Black Ranger Extended His Hand To a Toyota Dance with me? The processed metals leaned close to One another Twirling their wheelings on the ground Pirouetting Other cars joined in Tumbling on top of each other Glass showered upon them like flower petals. My cigarette was jammed into the dashboard and the sirens of melodic ambulances were in my ears.

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Dec 16, 2013

Dec 16, 2013 at 7:44 PM UTC

isadora-elmira

Cars Dancing to 80’s top 10

I was driving on the highway at a skipping 70. Singing along to 80’s top 10 phrases like“everybreath you take” and “total eclipse of the heart” splurged off my tongue. Waving out the last ember of my cigarette like a star in a constellation I was drivin' back home after a 10 hour flight and 1 week business trip. 2 hours of sleep were guarded under my seat belt. The windows were down, the air conditioner was blastin' I was brakin' all the stops to stay awake Come on! my ****** eyelids wouldn’t stay open they kept slidin' closed as if 100 pound weights were clipped onto my eyelashes like those freaks in the Guinness world record-- or something--- focus.....focus.... slurred off my tongue as red carlights blurred and danced to a balletic symphony of speed. The Choreographed Cars All In Spaced Lines Flashed By A Black Ranger Extended His Hand To a Toyota Dance with me? The processed metals leaned close to One another Twirling their wheelings on the ground Pirouetting Other cars joined in Tumbling on top of each other Glass showered upon them like flower petals. My cigarette was jammed into the dashboard and the sirens of melodic ambulances were in my ears.

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We'll know how far we've gone once the ocean stops and we see Los Angeles set on fire by streetlights carlights spotlights from the passenger window. We'll know how far we've gone once we see the giant orange chasm, the blistering white snowtop mountains and the crystal azure rivers from the passenger window. We'll know how far we've gone when we see the amber waves of grain that I grew up singing about whispering in the Nebraska wind and see the capital building busting out of the fields. We'll know we're home when the plane touches solid ground.

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Dec 7, 2011

Dec 7, 2011 at 8:15 PM UTC

Donald-nicholas

Lincoln (How Far We've Gone)

We'll know how far we've gone once the ocean stops and we see Los Angeles set on fire by streetlights carlights spotlights from the passenger window. We'll know how far we've gone once we see the giant orange chasm, the blistering white snowtop mountains and the crystal azure rivers from the passenger window. We'll know how far we've gone when we see the amber waves of grain that I grew up singing about whispering in the Nebraska wind and see the capital building busting out of the fields. We'll know we're home when the plane touches solid ground.

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