The Beat Of The Heart Of An Engine

Not a commercial poem, just a little light fun. A car engine personified ? Don't we just love our motor cars ?

I awaken from my slumber
When someone turns the key
I don't recall the number
Of miles you've shared with me.
I need a little turning
Before my day may start
But soon my breath is burning
Inside my beating heart.

I hum a genteel melo-dee
As round, around I spin
Eager to be free, you see,
And feeling fine within.
But most of all I love the time
When set in cruising mode
This is when I'm in my prime ~
Out on the open road.

So, when I'm safe back home and stood
At rest beside the house
I gently purr beneath the hood
As quiet as a mouse.
I slip inside the garage door
To doze my dreary head;
You slowly turn the key, once more,
And put me back to bed.


         

Reviews

[Quill]

i like this one it is quite comforting

[Chris Shaw]

Lovely bit of fun here Alan with that personified car engine. Really like your opening stanza, it brought a smile to my face. Such great meter and rhyme. You certainly know how to craft a poem. Have a lovely day and keep cool in this heat.

Chris

[Alan S Jeeves]

Thanks for taking this journey with me out on the open road Chris. Not too much to think about here, just sit back and enjoy the ride.
Our beloved motors Do talk to us though - remember ? - Chitty, chitty bang bang!
Ha ha, have a great day yourself and stay cool, cool lady.

Kind regards, Alan