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Her silver skin gleams softly as she moves
along slick black ribbons with amber eyes.
She sighs as she settles into the grooves
of wide open escapes under grey skies.

The rainís outbursts didnít dampen the mood
shared by two comrades seeking a fresh start.
Their souls understood small talk would be crude.
One sang, one purred up a harmony heart.

Itís a mystery skilled motors can choose
who they prefer as a buddy; a pal.
I'm tuned for subtle signs but some refuse
even though Iím ever so friendly a gal.

Iíll do my damned best in your company.
Thank you Evangeline for picking me.

March 3rd, 2012
Penelope Allen

"Tigers bloom where there's oodles of room." Zodiac Zoo

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The following comments are for "Evangeline"
by Pen

Clear the road for the singing poet!
Have you "dashed" this poem to Evangeline yet? You deserve to be proud of this, but mind your (speedo)meter:
"two comrades share in search of a fresh start" for instance is a little closer to iambic. Overall, however this sings (and when you're alone in the car, who cares if you're a touch off the beat). Sing on, and let nothing dampen your mood. Congratulations on your new purring pal!

( Posted by: poeteye [Member] On: March 4, 2012 )

Do you mean to tell me I actually knew that line was slightly akimbo? Amazing but true! Thanks so much Popeye .. this won't win any prizes but Evangeline is sure a sweet ride. Tonight for instance. Raining .. dark .. and here's me feeling comfortable motoring down the road. That hasn't happened in years and I'd almost given up on night driving. Don't think for a moment I was testing my limits .. just felt comfortable enough to sing some Eagle's tunes after all day on the road and four ferries. Left at 0600 and made it home at midnight ... and I'm not a jangled mess of nerves.

Thanks for being ... um ..... forgiving. Just too giddy to try it again.

( Posted by: Pen [Member] On: March 5, 2012 )

Dear Pen,
Sonnets are more forgiving of metric violations than a lot of forms. The limerick, for instance is just clumsy if its feet are wrong. So we won't write you a literary ticket this time .. just let you off with a warning. Buckle up and keep your eyes on the road. (Sometimes you're such a teenager!) ;)

( Posted by: poeteye [Member] On: March 5, 2012 )

Here's To Poor Ole Zeke!
I'm so happy you have Evangeline now to bring you home safely, while really enjoying the ride.

However...being an old relic myself (not!) I can't help pining for ole Zeke...did he have a fond farewell...or at least...a decent burial?

From what you've told me...he served his master well over the years.I guess he deserved his rest at last.

But I wonder if he looks at his successor as a cheeky upstart or a young sexy chick who out manuavered him? I gess we'll never know!!

The King is dead...long live the Queen!!


( Posted by: Beatrice Boyle [Member] On: March 5, 2012 )

yoo hoo Bea!
I didn't trade in Zeke for Evangeline. Zeke left my company after a very respectful 13 years of being a valued comrade. I was sad to see him go when I bought Homer who only lasted 5 years because we weren't compatible enough. He just wasn't keen enough on me and I did a 3000 mile road trip to make sure! Homer was meant to travel with someone other than me. I wish him well. Never wrote one poem about Homer. Wrote a few to honour Zeke [Ezekiel].

( Posted by: Pen [Member] On: March 5, 2012 )

Purring harmony
Never been one to give names to any of the cars I've owned - or that have owned me. I have threatened to do things to the ehaust pipe to get where I'm going but that'll stay between me, my former Camry and passenger friend.

I do envy you the ease with which you seem to write. I have to dig and scratch for a single line sometimes.

Beautiful car, by the way. Saw the picture on Facebook.

( Posted by: toscano [Member] On: March 5, 2012 )

I meant exaust pipe.

( Posted by: toscano [Member] On: March 5, 2012 )

I'm tired.

( Posted by: toscano [Member] On: March 5, 2012 )

you're 'exhaust'ed?
Francisco ... couldn't resist the PUN! When I'm inspired with a symbiotic miracle which another being [super cool salesman] concocted when he made the match [I normally don't care much for salesmen] writing a poem is easy! The car isn't just beautiful, she wanted to be friends! I've owned Dodge vehicles since 1979 and it was such a relief to discover that my abilities behind the wheel hadn't diminished .. I just needed a meaningful relationship to manifest itself. Since my Dodge Aspen [which I didn't name] always got me home before it collapsed I've understood about vehicle personalities. Zeke, who Bea referred to, actually broke down when my husband drove it without telling me. Zeke got me through some hairy road trips to visit my folks too. Zeke was the first vehicle I named because a boss referred to me as a horsewoman of the Apocalypse. Zeke was red - the red horse represented war .. it just followed that I needed to name my war 'horse'.

Thanks for popping by my friend.

( Posted by: Pen [Member] On: March 5, 2012 )

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