![]() Ode to Blue Haired LadiesA Poem by FlatDaddy![]() Ever wonder why those blue haired ladies driving monstrous cars down the highway never seem to collide with anyone? Here's the answer.![]() They drive battleships down Mopac at eighty miles per hour, Peeping through the window of the wheel, Hands at ten and two above their heads.
Next to them, I see blue birds' nests and noses, spectacles perched atop their beatific smiles, gnarled knuckles absently in place.
I wonder what the blue-haired ladies think, perched on pillows inside two-ton metal missles hurtlling down macadam and concrete.
I've never seen a single one look to the side, the rear, or ever use a mirror except to plant some artificial roses in her cheeks.
They must drive divinely guided -- For I know they don't see me; They don't see anyone, They don't see traffic lights or stop signs, dogs or joggers. They see Jesus' face I think, and he leads them safely home and to the store for kitty litter.
I see them humming in their tinted, cool coccoons; "The Old Rugged Cross" comes in telepathic transit through my window, powered by the fervor of habitual belief.
The blue-haired ladies fill the roads, a great and growing flock of souls on cruise control -- holy rollers driven by their Lord, their Ford, their Pontifiac, their First Church of Buick, comfy in their leather pews; candles burn upon the dash next to plastic virgins grinding to the bumps.
I think the blue hair must really be secret, complex antennae that link little old ladies directly to God. Otherwise, all the roads and highways would be littered with their corpses.
I smile at that -- and I relax, safe in my knowledge that the car ahead, powered by a blue-haired Oldsmobile apostle, is surely, truely blessed. © 2012 FlatDaddyFeatured Review
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3 Reviews Added on December 16, 2011 Last Updated on January 8, 2012 Tags: old ladies, driving, religion, poetry Author![]() FlatDaddyAustin, TXAboutFormer performance poet, actor and singer. I was injured in 2004 and no longer perform. I have written for many years, mostly performance oriented material. My injuries have caused me to be restri.. more..Writing
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