Speed

Lights fly by,
Red and white streaks in the night,
Look to the side,
A city neon in blur,
Where are we going?
There is no time,
Simply flow,
The air is chilled,
The stars are bright,
And hear the bass bumping,
The car of techno at our side,
Red light,
We are on pause,
A breath and heart beat,
A small kiss,
The adrenaline is our buzz,
Green light,
A flicker of a moment,
Then lost again in speed,
Like a herd of elk,
Flocking in sync,
Yellow light,
Can not stop,
Pressure on the gas,
Fly away,
Horns wail in anger,
But laughter is all we give,
Fire away,
Into the night,
Lost in the beat,
Can't stop now,
The night is our playground,
At the speed of light.

Reviews

[paul]

great imagery and rhythm.

i love the comparison of drivers to a herd

[Cliff Rhodes]

Really fast cars, nothing like it, I am from the Chevelle SS, GTO, Firebird, generation, but now I drive a Ford Truck and love it. Don't go fast cause I get tickets....I just blaze away in my mind. I like this poem. Thanks.

[Light]

now...this sounds a lot similar to what "e" is like...or that's what they say...lol...i might be way off base though. regardless, this was a fantastic write

[Lia]

This is a great poem, I love the rhythm, the imagery and the style.