The Flat Tyre

The Flat Tyre prose poem

Uploaded by Micheal Tadese

It was the close of her day’s work;
She signed out, got in her car and drove off;
On her way from work, driving home;
She noticed the car’s left-rear tyre had gone flat;

She pulled over to review further;
The tyre had rolled on a bent nail along the way and it’s still stuck to it;
The rain started drizzling, she couldn’t move the car further till it’s fixed;

With an umbrella over her head;
She stood by the roadside with her shoes wet;
A man driving along stopped by;
‘Greetings my Lady’ he said to her ‘may I give you a ride?’;
‘Thank you’ she replied ‘but I’d really appreciate an extra hand to fix my tyre’.

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I've been a lover of poetry since I first read 'Hamlet' by Shakespeare. I write poems and short stories out of pleasure.
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