Car Sick Word Association Poem



Our fast green car
Green world
Stomach churning
Head spinning
The world turning
Upside down
Downside up
Around and around
Wheels rolling
Streets passing
Blurred buildings
Blurred faces
Blur blur blur
Dad, stop!
I’m going to throw …

Too late.

Di Bates


3 thoughts on “Car Sick Word Association Poem

  1. How true, Di – I used to get awfully car sick too, and most often over my best Sunday clothes on the way to Sunday School – ghastly. There are a few advantages in getting older. Since menopause I’ve even been able to read in the car, which I couldn’t do as a kid. Best, V Dr Virginia Lowe Create a Kids’ Book PO Box 2, Ormond Victoria 3204 ph: 03 9578 5689 mob: 0400 488 100 “Stories, Pictures and Reality: Two children tell” (Routledge 2007)

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