Write a Spontaneous Poem

Shawnee123 · 04-28-2008, 09:21 PM

Reaching out
My window I try to grab hold of the wipers which
are going to and fro and making more of a mess doing their job than if I had not commanded them to do so.

I struggle a bit more, irritated that I can barely see what is looming in front of me
It could be a tractor-trailer, an ally if only I could be sure of his spot.

Of course, trailing the trailer led to more groanings from my once careful wipers.

I pulled off the road.

Once I deemed it clear enough, I slowly pulled out into traffic again.

04-28-2008, 09:21 PM	#11
Shawnee123 Why, you're a regular Alfred E Einstein, ain't ya? Join Date: Jun 2006 Posts: 21,206	Reaching out My window I try to grab hold of the wipers which are going to and fro and making more of a mess doing their job than if I had not commanded them to do so. I struggle a bit more, irritated that I can barely see what is looming in front of me It could be a tractor-trailer, an ally if only I could be sure of his spot. Of course, trailing the trailer led to more groanings from my once careful wipers. I pulled off the road. Once I deemed it clear enough, I slowly pulled out into traffic again. __________________ A word to the wise ain't necessary - it's the stupid ones who need the advice. --Bill Cosby

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