Tis comfortable to be in cruise control,

But do take note of complacency creep.

Keep a keen look out for that darn pothole,

That’ll swallow you in a micro-sleep.

-o0o-

It is easy to miss all the danger signs;

That mid-lane hugger, the rear boot flasher,

Myriad red lights, and double white lines,

Those bums you’d call a fast-peddle-thrasher.

-o0o-

Such is the right time to shift down a gear,

(Or regret no action with much remorse.)

Power the motor, and prepare to veer,

Kickstarting the heart of the driving force.

-o0o-

Avoid the dangers; make a correction;

Nothing wrong with a change in direction.

(Sonnet)

This post is inspired by Denise’s Six Sentence Story – prompt GEAR. Click through with the links, if you, too, would like to join in …

Tis also Day 1 of National Poetry Writing Month …

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