Friday, May 19, 2017

Fabulous Five: In Blackout Poetry Land


THE BOOT
He was busy getting his boot grounded
For new memories.


MONTANA BOUND
Going to Montana with a grin
Truck on the road
I drive just fine
Hand resting by the open window.


SNAIL STORIES
Her house was tugged
Through the grass to the clay.
She pulled herself,
Trying not to slip back
On that worthless flower pot.


SOON
He frowned at her,
Buckled his seat belt,
Patted the steering wheel.
She loved his truck.
Babe...so did he.
So he bit back the comment
That soon he'd show her
What his truck could really do.
Take the corners like a boss,
Sling mud.
"Ready?"he asked the truck.


START
Perched on the edge is an epic start.
Just dive in at the beginning.

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