late-night taco run –
wind sweeps dry leaves
under my car
Tag: car
haiku 487
cloudy sunrise –
cat traps smaller cat
under my car
haiku 465
gas stop –
birds park under
nearby car
haiku 319
driving rain
gives my car
a needed wash
haiku 316
hot car
muggy day
useless errand
#quikfic 83
Bert’s car pulled into the driveway. Bert went outside. “It’s about time you’re back,” he told the car. “I’ve got errands to run.”
#quikfic 54
Witnesses gasped as the car sped over the cliff into the deep, muddy water. An hour later, upriver, a weary scuba diver surfaced.
Fiction: One More Orbit
Carey gave his fuel gauge a concerned glance. It was showing low, and he hadn’t yet collected the crucial information he needed.
“Low isn’t done, though,” he said quietly to himself.
Fiction: Bad Brake
Maureen’s fear of driving had never abated, and her foot constantly rode the brake of her two-year-old ’62 Cadillac Coupe de Ville. She had had the brake lights replaced twice. The mechanic didn’t know about Maureen’s bad habit and chalked it up to bad bulbs, missing an opportunity to warn her about the impending consequences of her actions.
Inevitably the day came when it did not matter how hard Maureen pushed the brake pedal or how near to the floor it came: the car would not stop. She was too flustered to think to use the parking brake or to shut the car off. Death and property destruction ensued, but Maureen survived and was released from the hospital after two weeks.
Maureen finally embraced the bitter truth: even when using the brake full time, driving was – for her – unsafe. From now on, she vowed, on those occasions when she had to go beyond walking distance, she would rely on her lucky friends and on taxi drivers.
Some people just seemed to float through traffic, leading charmed lives, never suffering the problems of ordinary folks. It wasn’t fair, she muttered, but that was life.
haiku 170
birthday boy
drives the car
through the frosting