The Yellow Corvette

Written for:  Imaginary Gardens With Real Toads – Fussy Little Forms:  Terza Rima
(posted by Maria)

The yellow Corvette has stories to tell
like that time his bumper was hung with tin cans
for newlyweds embarking on a trip for a spell.

The yellow Corvette was bought by a man
who had saved all he could to afford her.
They took many trips, saw lots of land.

The yellow Corvette was sold to the daughter
of a wealthy man who should have known better.
She was reckless, and the car ended up in the water.

The yellow Corvette grew aged like fine cheddar,
he was bought by a retired race car driver
who keep him polished, oiled, out of bad weather.

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I am a freelance poet, born and bred in Brooklyn, New York. I live with my husband, John, and two charming rescue dogs–Marion Miller and Murphy. We spent eight lovely years in Portland, OR, but are now back in New York. My goal is to create and share poetry with others who write, or simply enjoy reading poetry. I hope to touch a nerve in you, and feel your sparks as well.
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18 Responses to The Yellow Corvette

  1. Rosemary Nissen-Wade says:

    Interesting that the yellow Corvette is male. Very dashing in his youth, no doubt! It’s good that he is appreciated and looked after in old age.

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  2. So many stories from the newlyweds through decay and restoration…

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  3. Sanaa Rizvi says:

    He sounds like quite a character! 🙂 Beautifully rendered.

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  4. mhmp77 says:

    kaykuala

    bought by a retired race car driver
    who keep him polished, oiled, out of bad weather.

    The passion of having it is all that matters.

    Hank

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  5. Marian says:

    I hope this is a true story! Really enjoyable and visual 🙂

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  6. Vivian Zems says:

    A quaint write. I love the light-heartedness of your terza rima. At least it wasn’t a little red corvette! (a la Prince)

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  7. I can see this as a metaphor for the marriage. Hopefully, it eventually made it to that safe and caring state.

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  8. the many lives of cars…

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  9. A car brings hope, hell, tears, laughter… I am glad this car found a home with someone who would bring it back to its former glory.

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