Poetry By Chuck

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This old pickup means a lot to me.
Parked as he is under that pine tree.
He runs with a miss whenever he decides to run.
But, I still think, driving him is fun.

He sure enough looks like the kind of truck.
That belongs to a guy who is down on his luck.
A faded dark blue, over coating the original white.
With chips and dents that show money is tight.

Old Blue

He'll ride for you!

Old Blue

He'll ride for you!

Old Blue

He'll ride for you!

Old Blue


I can feel when I'm sitting in him, that upholstery tear.
His seats certainly have tired from all of my wear.
I've owned him since he was brand new.
He was white and shinny back then, but my mood was blue.

Old Blue

Old Blue

He'll be good to you!

Old Blue

He'll be good to you!

Old Blue

Four engines, three transmissions have been under the hood.
I really only wanted one of each, I must have been misunderstood.
He drinks gas faster than I drink beer.
My empty wallet sure brings me a tear.

Old Blue

He'll ride for you!

Old Blue

He'll ride for you!

Old Blue

He'll ride for you!

Old Blue!

His tires have turned many a mile
and I've had myself many a smile.
His paint has been done 5 times
I still think he's in his prime

Old Blue

Old Blue

He'll ride for you!

Old Blue

He'll ride for you!



His heater don' work
n' his A/C .... oh hell
it's better left off as well.
I spend more maintaining him,
Than a new one would cost.
But, Old Blue, well he's mine,
Without him I'm lost.

Old Blue
 
Old Blue
 
True Blue!
 
Old Blue.


Author notes

My old pickup has traveled many a mile.  Over three hundred thousand with me in it.  

I have named it to be my friend for all the easy miles he has carried me.  I've only stopped for three flats in all that time.  

Pretty dang good record! lol.


Written January 9th, 2004


  • Touchof1der Moderators member
    July 6, 2004
    Now what man wouldn't relate to this one. Mine is a red 68 vette. I've blown so many engines drivin' my sweetie all about town, but her body is still so sleekk and she purrs like a kitten when I treat her right. Good writin'.

  • Touchof1der Moderators member
    July 3, 2004
    I love this! I love the sentiment. You are such an old softy and a bit of the romantic too I would say. This piece has me smiling. Your old truck is like an old friend...I know that feeling. Great job my friend! 

  • Blushfulmoon silver member
    February 14, 2004
    I got rid of a blue falcon long time ago odd thing i still see it on the road reading this makes me wish i had it back those cars were built better than the ones today lol no kidding
    I liked this nostalgic write
    Nice to meet you an mosey over and see me too okay
    Susan~~~

  • kjack
    February 10, 2004
    This is a really great poem. My father owned a dark blue and white Ford 1981 model that I drove from Louisiana to Kansas with the transmission slipping in it. He had gotten a new truck and wanted my brother to have that one because he did not want to sell it(sentimental,I guess). The tailgate was missing and the windows would not roll down but its still going strong. Thank you for bringing back so many memories.

  • artis
    February 10, 2004
    in the bed of your truck lie the memories of many days, under the hood, three bypasses and transplants, in the front seat much courting and kissing I'm sure, in the tank the cheapest grade cause we own iraq and we still have to pay out our ***
    what's with that mr. Dubya top brass, on the speedometer many 000's to mark the miles traversed, spinning around past the 99999 a multitude of revolutions.....and the drivers a bit of an old pickup too, been around the block a few, had some gallons of happy brew....got real soused and named it blue....
    perhaps ol' blue will outrun you, but here's hoping you make it to 102......lol..Artis

  • blue -eyes
    February 10, 2004
    my dad had a old blue chevy truck.he drive for a very long time.he's gone now and so is that old truck. but your poem brought a few good pic back to mind.thank you great work .
  • JM Kenyon silver member
    January 26, 2004
    When I read the title I almost expected a poem about a blue tick dog...lol... Now, my step father has an old red chevy truck...and that in fact is what it is called too...Old Red...this truck has served more than it's duty and still keeps on going...lol...My brother has even managed to roll the dang thing...but the truck just refuses to die!!! Three other trucks on this farm...all four wheel drive...cannot do the things that Old Red has done...lol...they break and rumble and just fizzle...while the little 1/4 ton pickup truck with a standard trasmission...just keeps on ticking...lol... I love your poem!!! best of wishes ...~genielassie~

  • Morgaine
    January 22, 2004
    A really really nice poem. I think you're incredibly creative, this subject is very new and very original. It's obvious you're good. But please be honest with me when I ask you; did you even look at the contest you were entering this in? You were a trucklover in your past life? Please, you have to be more clear. Not that I don't appreceate improvising but there are rules, and there has to be a guideline, I have to read a lot, comment a lot, that eats time, and if I have to think about everything in every single poem, and you don't stick to the rules... I've told you before, if you'd only just enter what you were in the author's comment, but you're not even doing that. To me that smells like someone who doesn't care for the contest but just wants his poems out there. I suggest you pick a contest that fits the subject next time. So sorry again, I hope there's no hard feelings, BB Morgaine

  • naena
    January 14, 2004
    I never thought I'd say "aawwhh" to a tribute to a truck..but...aaawhhhh! This was very good. It reminded me of when I sold my first car...there I was all hyped up about getting rid of that old heap and getting a "better car", just to find myself sad when it came to the point of selling it. I guess our cars kinda grow on us, too. Thanks for sharing!  Naena
  • PurpleSky
    January 14, 2004
    haha This reminds me of my grandpas caddy he just wont get rid of the old thing and Its breaking down faster than he can fix it but he just says Ive had this old girl longer than you have been alive.YOu did a good job at describing how awful and bad your truck is and yet the sentimental value of it.

  • wishintreeUK
    January 10, 2004
    Another good poem from you here Chuck... the "old faithful" sure must mean a lot to you, Four engines, three transmissions have been under the hood.
    I really only wanted one of each, I must have been misunderstood.
    He drinks gas faster than I drink beer.
    My empty wallet sure brings me a tear.
    I would hazard a guess and say its been around the clock already !!! you may as well hang on to it now for the duration... well done..~~wishintreeUK~~ (Katie)

  • Chuck Johnson silver member
    January 10, 2004
    All my relatives have told me to sell Old Blue. But, as I've told them.."I will die with that truck by my side!" lol. He is certainly showing his age and I've restored him three times. But, Heck! I won't sell him. Memories are powerful things, and I smile whenever I get behind his wheel. Thanks for your comments.

  • cherche -d -ame gold member
    January 10, 2004
    Chuck , this made me smile ...because even though I am a woman I could relate to the feelings that are attached to this write . We never owned a vehicle that took care of us for quite that many miles .......as a matter of fact we just bought a new SUV in November . But everytime we trade in a car , I get a certain ache in my heart and I do recall the times spent in that car , the places we went in it etc , etc . Ermmmm , it was especially hard when we got rid of that first car that hubby and I ever owned .....now there were romantic memories attached  In this poem of yours you definitely revealed a very poetic soul , even if the object of the write is an old worn pickup truck 
    Reenie

  • cherche -d -ame gold member
    January 10, 2004
    Chuck , this made me smile ...because even though I am a woman I could relate to the feelings that are attached to this write . We never owned a vehicle that took care of us for quite that many miles .......as a matter of fact we just bought a new SUV in November . But everytime we trade in a car , I get a certain ache in my heart and I do recall the times spent in that car , the places we went in it etc , etc . Ermmmm , it was especially hard when we got rid of that first car that hubby and I ever owned .....now there were romantic memories attached  In this poem of yours you definitely revealed a very poetic soul , even if the object of the write is an old worn pickup truck 
    Reenie

  • cherche -d -ame gold member
    January 10, 2004
    Chuck , this made me smile ...because even though I am a woman I could relate to the feelings that are attached to this write . We never owned a vehicle that took care of us for quite that many miles .......as a matter of fact we just bought a new SUV in November . But everytime we trade in a car , I get a certain ache in my heart and I do recall the times spent in that car , the places we went in it etc , etc . Ermmmm , it was especially hard when we got rid of that first car that hubby and I ever owned .....now there were romantic memories attached  In this poem of yours you definitely revealed a very poetic soul , even if the object of the write is an old worn pickup truck 
    Reenie

  • MissSpunky43512 silver member
    January 10, 2004

    BRAVO!!!!

    isn't all that the truth!..:He sure enough looks like the kind of truck.
    That belongs to a guy who is down on his luck.
    A faded dark blue, over coating the original white.
    With chips and dents that show money is tight....perfect rhyming right on the spot!! Bravo!!

  • Kalima
    January 9, 2004
    That was funny and cute... I really enjoyed reading that. look forward to reading more of your stuff... excellent write from imagine27
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