Poems from Motormouth

CARS

I love cars

big    small

V8s    classics

 

one day

I’ll be a mechanic

on a race team

 

I already know

how to service

Mum’s car

 

she says I’m her

resident expert

 

I have 27 model cars

my favourite is

the 1966 Ford Mustang

one day I’ll own

a real one.

 

MECHANICAL

I wash Mum’s car

with shower water

polish it

sit behind the wheel

 

I like looking at the engine

reading the car manual

working out

what everything is

and how to fix it

 

she takes it

for a tune-up

on Saturday

so I can watch

 

Bill shows me

how to do stuff

I replace spark plugs

drain the oil

watch the computer analysis.

 

I’m not allowed to touch

Dad’s car.

 

THE FIRST TIME I SAW JOSH

I wasn’t looking to buy

in the toy stor

no money

just looking

to dream

model cars, shiny

lined along the shelf

 

finally I dragged myself

away, stopped

looked back

and there he was

cool

calm

touching the red MG

I’d been drooling over

 

then he was gone

and so was

the red MG.

 

WHAT I SAW

maybe he bought it

maybe he’s rich

maybe he had a bunch

of cash in his pocket

except

 

his eyes went

zip zip

his hand went

zap

like a frog

nabbing a fly

the MG disappeared

into his blue jacket

 

he didn’t see me

but I saw him

move so fast

I wondered

if I’d imagined it.

 

 

© Sherryl Clark, 2010

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