Tag: wheels

Take it to the limit,

Forget all sleep –
That is the place
Where monsters float,
Not foolish, and not showing mercy.

Take it to the limit,
For you will relish
That foolish moment
When a stranger bought you breakfast.
You raced your car so hard
its wheels fell off,
you ended up in shining dirt.
And then a stranger bought you breakfast.

Take it to the limit
of that relished place
where monsters dwell no more
And only sunshine shows all mercy
Together with that sweet,
unwanted breakfast
which you ate up anyway.

© 2011 Mariya Koleva

Notes:

Written upon a combination of prompts: Three-Word-Wednesday – foolish-mercy-relish; We Write Poems – Take it to the limit; Theme Thursday – Sleep; Poets United – Monsters; OSI – Place; Sunday Scribblings – Shine; The Big Tent Poetry – Floating; A poem about something whose wheels fall of; and A poem about a stranger buying you breakfast.