A Young Mans Dream Comments

part 2----really got into this poem---and laughed to find you were in love with your first car, not your first pony-tailed girl! A fun and charming top marks write

oh, how I loved the ride! ! ! ! my dream car was a black Duster, its in the air, big wide tires in the back, a fine racing stripe on the sides, and a way of rumbling at a stop light that reved the soul

The Corvette Song is also called 'Hotter than a Two-Dollar Pistol'. My brother and I used to sing it together.

I have commented on this before, Smoky. George Jones, however, the singer of the song, was more of a country singer than a rock 'n' roller. Great song. I have it memorized.

I love it if I was too young to drive

You fooled me! I thought you were talking about a woman. Great way to end the poem!

Great poem, Smoky! I never owned my own car until I was 23 years old. Grew up on a farm and drove my dad's pickup truck and John Deere tractor! This reminds me of " The Corvette Song" by George Jones. If you've never heard it, you can probably find it on YouTube or Paul's Video Jukebox. In fact, I'm going to go look for it right now!

Great poem Smoky. Enjoyed this one a lot.

I can really relate to this, my first love was a guitar, she was a gibson, so beautiful to play. Sadly she got stolen many years ago, I bet she still plays like a dream. A fantastic poem.

Smoky- I was expecting another kind of fast, sexy number, all the way through. Let me say, you are getting your rhyming patterns down to a fine art. Really enjoyed this lok back

well narrated incident in the poetical form.. Nice to read!

i somewhat guessed u're not referring to a woman.........very enjoyable poem.........ride is wonderful sir! ! !

Primo Simpatico penning, indeed! Lyrical, and punched with levity, cleverity and true-to-life teenage experience. If you write music, i'd be thinkin' of a tapping tune right now! Enjoyed this much ~FjR~

Had a chuckle at the end of the poem, enjoyed the read, thanks.

I hear ya Smoky, and I think Burt and Salley would concur that was a lean mean driving machine. great poem.

Not really a car person, as long as it gets me from A-B is my only concern - but I know what you men are like over cars! ! They won't cook your dinner though! ! Just joking Smoky, if it made you happy, then that's a good thing. Great poem, very well written and truly inspired.

still remember those days....