T.N.T (Image contest)

by Grant Gilbert AKA Slash   Oct 1, 2008


T.N.T

The engine fires in an explosive roar
So I twist the throttle and begin to soar
Until this insane feeling, comes over me
I start to feel like dynamite, like T.N.T.

Bubbling and boiling its getting to hot
Pushed to the point where its not going to stop
What's happening inside feels like a nuclear plot
Pushed to the limit, he gives all that he's got

A mighty shove from the awesome blast
I wind on the throttle, speed coming on fast
Hard into the turn and open up wide
Back wheel spinning as I control the slide

Smoke pouring out thick as I exit the bend
Hook up to third gear and hope this won't end
Heart beating so fast I think it might break
Up into fourth as I quicken the pace

Kick back to third as I enter a turn
Hard on the throttle, more rubber to burn
Sliding out fast onto a straight
This is a feeling I just can't relate

Tears streaming, running down my face
Wind plucking at me, at this crazy pace
TJ's burns hay, while mine burns gas
While he picks up horsesh@t I'll just relax

Grant
12h23
01.10.2008
Copyright © Grant Mark Gilbert

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  • 16 years ago

    by Sylvia

    Brought back memories of riding behind someone with the wind blowing in my face, going faster and faster. Thanks for taking me back to that time.

  • 16 years ago

    by Roxy

    Ahhhhh!!! I am seriously running out of things to say about your poems!! They are so fantastic!!! But even me saying that doesn't describe what a talent you have!! Seriously this poem is amazing and I wouldn't be surprised if you didn't win the contest with this outstanding piece of writing! You should be awarded! Actually no you should get your poems published!! Haha!! Amazingg write and also i have read two poems of your that talk about TJ :D I see that you two both get along amazingly :D
    xxxxxx

  • 16 years ago

    by Gentle Storm

    That was an exhilirating ride! Thank you!

  • 16 years ago

    by Crystal Rose Blooming

    Hahaha Pick on TJ week Love it

    Great poem Grant, I could almost feel the wind in my face ..Lets just ride up wind from TJ with all this H/S around don't want it to assault the nostrils..love ya TJ haha

  • 16 years ago

    by Ingrid

    Tears streaming, running down my face
    Wind plucking at me, at this crazy pace
    TJ's burns hay, while mine burns gas
    While he picks up horsesh@t I'll just relax

    ^^^HA HA HA! This last stanza made me laugh soooooooo loud!
    I love how you and TJ get along, it shines from everthing you write about him. I adore him too, he is a golden child:)
    I am not going to say anything anymore about the contest, I have read only beauties sofar!

    Good luck!

    5/5 Ingrid

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