Driving

Driving

A Poem by QuietPoet
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I love driving. But when you do it alot, you begin to watch everyone around you. And you have to, esp in my city. Beware of some language..

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Driving

Passing all the cars on the freeway

Looking at every single driver

A guy driving in the right lane, taking his time

Rockin’ out to his metal music

A woman driving in the middle lane

Looking so sad, dead to her face..

Four business men, riding along

Talking about their next plan

A couple yelling and screaming at each other

Not paying any attention to the road

Brother and sister fighting in the back

Driving the mom mad

A lady just talking it up on her cell phone

Probably about stupid gossip and holding up tons of traffic

And the a*****e behind me wants to go 90mph

But I don’t move over,

So he speeds pass me giving me the finger, well FU too.

An independent truck driver

Looks so dirty and tired, and just trying to get home..

Then there is me in the left lane

Fully aware of every driver

Every move they make

My eyes forward, behind and the side of me

And I feel each and every drivers emotion

Just by their face expressions

Finally I get to where I need to be

And thank God I made it safely.

© 2008 QuietPoet


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I REALLY LIKE THIS ONE
Thanks for asking me to read this one
I wonder who I am
I have been all of them at one time or the other!
To be library this creative little piece goes!
Cheers,lea

Posted 16 Years Ago


wow nice poem it feels like you know poeple when you see them drive past thats why i get strange looks in a car cuz i look at poeple and it feels like you know there whole lifes story good write like always.

Posted 16 Years Ago


the road could be life and each driver just someone trying to get to where they're getting too. I like how you reached deeper into each driver turning just another car on the road into an actual person with a face and a story.. great write.

Posted 16 Years Ago


I also tend to analyze drivers, along my way . . . wondering what types of lives they lead. Sometimes, I even make up stories, when I get too bored . . . LOL.

I completely relate to this piece and I think your visuals are right on the money, my friend.

You are aware . . . whereas so many are not. I give praise to your keen ability to put such a mundane process, that we all go through, into a piece of awareness, that we should all listen and take notice of.

Brava!

Posted 16 Years Ago


driving...definitely a hazard. heh

Posted 16 Years Ago


Very well written here, I can feel the anger in this...Kim

Posted 16 Years Ago



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Las Vegas, NV



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Hello, my is kylie, I havent been on here for a long time, i haven't written in years so bare with me. Reading all my old stuff brings back a lot of memories. I have a husband and twin girls, i would.. more..

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