Haulin’ a Heavy Load

Accidental Poet



Hi folks, how ya doin’?

I’m Jack

I drive a big rig

Haulin’ a trailer with a Mack

 

I haul gravel, sand or dirt

But today I’ve a strange load

This guy with a ton of words

Asked me to haul it down the road

 

What he plans on doing

I can’t imagine his aim

Perhaps a massive version

Of a Scrabble board game

 

I wonder if

He’s writing a book

Hey, he could be Steven King

Although he didn’t have that look

 

I don’t know

Maybe he’s a poet

Come out of pandemic hiding

Hell bent to show it

 

But whatever the case

I’ll haul it there

Causing strange looks

When I dump it, people will stare

 

Anyway, he’s paying for it

So down the road I go

Shifting up through the gears

Haulin’ a heavy load

 

Copyright © Accidental Poet 2021

  • Author: Sharon\'s Poet (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: June 13th, 2021 06:11
  • Comment from author about the poem: Sometimes my muse throws me a curve. ; )
  • Category: Humor
  • Views: 45
  • User favorite of this poem: L. B. Mek.
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Comments5

  • orchidee

    What you doing writing poems while you are driving?! heehee.
    Good write AP>

    • Accidental Poet

      Oh not me Orchi. I would never do that. I'm a safe poet. Hands on the keyboard at all times. ; )

    • SureshG

      Keep dumping those words here on your site, to liven our days and keep us entertained

      • Accidental Poet

        I have my orders. Time to get to work. Thanks suresh. ; )

      • Doggerel Dave

        10-4, man – You sound reliable. When you’ve dumped that lot would you do a words job for me?
        You could specialize – cleaner work than gravel sand and dirt.
        Good honest toil AP.

      • Goldfinch60

        Great write AP, keep those words travelling through the world and all will be delighted.

        Andy

        • Accidental Poet

          Thank you Andy. I appreciate your positive feedback. ; )

        • L. B. Mek

          my mind started clapping
          in poetic geek-giddy, delight
          from the 2nd stanza
          so rewarding, to see you
          pushing on that creativity boundary
          keep striving, keep growing
          and keep having fun! dear poet
          Awesome!
          genuinely, so happy for you

          • Accidental Poet

            LB, I'm not Jack. This poem isn't about my being a truck driver. Although I might be confused with the guy who hired Jack. Thanks for the read and compliment. ; )



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