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FIRST LOVE
When first we met
she was 12 and I 17
Tanya I called her
a petite Japanese gem
of royal blood
Before “Lolita” imaginings
like wildfires rage
my steely paramour
was an ivory, 1969 Toyota Corona
a seductive 4 door beauty.
My lady was a rescue, as was I.
she from the junkyard…
me from cycling nightmare
sold by the sister of a friend.
what price love? $100.
Like everyone…
She had her good and bad side
her's was the rear driver's side.
poor thing rolled down a steep, San Francisco hill,
jumped the curb, and kissed a tree...HARD!
She ran like a top...whatever that means
and let me tell you, my Tanya had no brakes.
no really , literally no brakes!
with horror discovered at a red traffic light
where motorist customarily stop...she didn't
a high maintenance woman.
Our affaire de coeur lasted a year.
ending in a cloud of white smoke.
blown head gasket, warped block the diagnosis
though repaired she remained incontinent…
pools of oil everywhere
Sadly we said our adieu’s.
sold to a co-worker for 75 bucks.
one day the devastating letter came
she was found laying abandoned in a ditch.
oh my sweet Tanya...you deserved better
she was 12 and I 17
Tanya I called her
a petite Japanese gem
of royal blood
Before “Lolita” imaginings
like wildfires rage
my steely paramour
was an ivory, 1969 Toyota Corona
a seductive 4 door beauty.
My lady was a rescue, as was I.
she from the junkyard…
me from cycling nightmare
sold by the sister of a friend.
what price love? $100.
Like everyone…
She had her good and bad side
her's was the rear driver's side.
poor thing rolled down a steep, San Francisco hill,
jumped the curb, and kissed a tree...HARD!
She ran like a top...whatever that means
and let me tell you, my Tanya had no brakes.
no really , literally no brakes!
with horror discovered at a red traffic light
where motorist customarily stop...she didn't
a high maintenance woman.
Our affaire de coeur lasted a year.
ending in a cloud of white smoke.
blown head gasket, warped block the diagnosis
though repaired she remained incontinent…
pools of oil everywhere
Sadly we said our adieu’s.
sold to a co-worker for 75 bucks.
one day the devastating letter came
she was found laying abandoned in a ditch.
oh my sweet Tanya...you deserved better
Published 8th Apr 2019
Author's Note
NaPo/GloPoWriMo poem #7. I still miss the old girl.
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8th Apr 2019 12:14pm
My '57 Austin A35 didn't have quite the panache of a Toyata Corona - but she was cute and reliable, despite the the electro-mechanical brakes.
9th Apr 2019 6:50am
Thank you, Josh. I like that the poem evoked memories o your first love as well Austin's had panache...that's all in the driver don't you think?
Cheers!
Cheers!
9th Apr 2019 2:08pm
When a little older I got a Triumph TR4A - now that was something to write about ... :))
Anonymous
8th Apr 2019 6:52pm
My dad would have loved every line of this. He was a master mechanic and I sometimes think mom was his second love. His passion was a '57 Chevy
9th Apr 2019 6:54am
What a sweet sentiment and memory! There's a romance to the profession. I am glad the piece conjured memories of your dad and his classic '57 love.
I'm giggling so much. I love how it started out with the feeling of a real love. It makes me remember one of my Mustangs too. Sassy
( she wasn't street legal so she was pretty feisty, and had a smart, loud mouth on her too) wasn't my first car or my first love, but I can still purge a tear thinking about her. I am sure she's dead & gone by now though.🖤
( she wasn't street legal so she was pretty feisty, and had a smart, loud mouth on her too) wasn't my first car or my first love, but I can still purge a tear thinking about her. I am sure she's dead & gone by now though.🖤
9th Apr 2019 6:57am
Thank you, Pandora! My Tanya was by no means throaty like your Mustang...seems to have been an awesome ride. Thank you for sharing the memory.
9th Apr 2019 5:59am
Haha, loved this and yes, the turn was great.
You've inspired a future write for NaPo. "Coming to this theater soon"
Great writing, HANS ;)
You've inspired a future write for NaPo. "Coming to this theater soon"
Great writing, HANS ;)
9th Apr 2019 7:01am
Danke, mein lieber Freund! I am glad to make you laugh and I can't wait to read your piece born out of this one.
9th Apr 2019 7:44am
Ich spreche Google Übersetzen. I didn't quite understand your last comment :)
