The Strangest one Yet

i had a strange dream last night, and freelancejouster prompted me to write a poem about it... enjoy! XD

a street I know well,

my own car, me at the wheel,

everything normal.

But alas, my car, is not my car,

But a car that is shrunken in size.

With no roof but a motor, and no room for a driver,

How will this end?

 

A trailer park unknown,

No brakes in this car,

Up a porch all alone,

Where can I be?

My car is gone, up the porch I run,

Unaware how to stop,

Holding this steering wheel,

Surprise!

 

Dear sir,

I cannot fit,

My car is too small.

A grandAm Gt,

Too small for me?

 

My mother a car?

How absurd, you see,

But now I must leave,

Cuz I cannot stop,

You see?

 

 

Author's Note

Utter nonsense, i know... so now you see how i was so confused when i woke up!
heres a link to her poem bout the same dream!
strangers shold be more suspicious

Reviews

[Writer *78*]

I have had dreams like this before as well. Interesting, nice work.

[Crowley]

I love dreams like this, they seem so damn real while your sleeping and then you wake up and its like holy hell! Cool write, cool dream, great job.

[Coyote Poetry]

I have been having wild dreams lately. Not as wild as this one. A interesting tale. I like this poem. I needed a poem to lighten up my thoughts. A excellent poem.
Coyote

[freelancejouster]

a car, a car you see, it's a car, but no, my mother's made by GMT xD
cute, the perfect kind of poem for rhyming.