Poetry Day: The Honker

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(If you don’t know this driver then you might be the one.)

We hear you in the line
Making jarring noises
Like an angry, flapping goose
Who tries to terrify a threat
And miserably fails

Your sound is mere annoyance
With no direction that we know
Nobody knows your target
Or if you have any aim at all
The horn does not tell us much

Maybe someone is too slow
Or you see a flattened tire
You might be lost and scared
Seeking some direction
From a nearby friendly driver

Perhaps you see a danger
A murderer in one’s backseat
About to pounce and hack
So you must warn the driver quick
To save their precious life

Most likely you are an asshole
Impatient and rude to all
Rushing to wherever you wish
Honking your horn at every delay
Just testing all our patience

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About Charles Yallowitz

Charles E. Yallowitz was born, raised, and educated in New York. Then he spent a few years in Florida, realized his fear of alligators, and moved back to the Empire State. When he isn't working hard on his epic fantasy stories, Charles can be found cooking or going on whatever adventure his son has planned for the day. 'Legends of Windemere' is his first series, but it certainly won't be his last.
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3 Responses to Poetry Day: The Honker

  1. noelleg44's avatar noelleg44 says:

    Just perfect! They are so annoying and the picture was great!

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  2. L. Marie's avatar L. Marie says:

    Very vivid. I think we’ve all seen this in action. Never pleasant.

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  3. Amen. Every time I go out.

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