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Driving Without Using Brakes

May 23, 2014 by Tony Farrenkopf 2 Comments

 

 

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Driving without using brakes
means skill to judge speed and distance,
sniff out five cars in front of you,
oncoming traffic
and your next move,
pace your 302 Mustang’s 5 liter engine,
bridle the GT steed smooth and firm,
gear down to stay in torque,
chrome tailpipes growl in sync.

Driving without using brakes
means trust in your sure hands,
command and intellect
and karma to prevail,
not slowed by fear or protocol.

Driving without using brakes
means guts to stake a claim,
stand by a cause,
push the proverbial envelope,
dare to be a wolf, not sheep,
blaze a trail
and be gone when the locust come…

Filed Under: Poetry, ULE Tagged With: chrome, karma, locusts

About Tony Farrenkopf

Dr. Tony Farrenkopf practices clinical, health, trauma, sport, and forensic psychology in Portland, Oregon. He loves his job, and he loves his memories of spirited conversations with the Reverend Billy Hults at the old Bill's Tavern in Cannon Beach.

Comments

  1. Watt Childress says

    June 8, 2014 at 9:29 am

    Potent poem!

    If more people drove through life this way there would be less automotive congestion. Thank you, Tony, for sharing words at the Edge.

    Reply
  2. RedSpiralHand says

    June 23, 2014 at 8:02 am

    I drove my Toyota mini-truck for a month w/o a working clutch! When I finally had the moolah to take it to Rick (Scoville) I felt a little sheepish that I’d had to make due for that long. He thought it was GRAND and complimented me on what a great driver I was. Later on he actually bought that little blue truck from me….you can see it driving around town (in it’s new incarnation) with the tow truck lights mounted on top and the air compressor (for flat tires) in the bed.

    I agree, more people need to learn to REALLY drive…there would be way less accidents.

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