Abandoned Horsepower
by Soul Places | Diane Ludeking
A ’58 Edsel waits in a collapsing garage.
Mottled horse collar grill and
Pieced-together wooden hood
Weathering as best they can.
A stick props open the garage door
Just enough to steal a glance
At this beast of transportation.
It looks back with driver’s side
Bug-eye headlights.
The passenger side pair gouged out or
Tired
of clinging
To rust.
A ’58 Edsel bought to replace the
One that crashed on Easter 1962
On the way to church.
Gravel road, dust, oncoming truck.
Toddler
Toddling in the back seat.
Egg yolk and blood stained upholstery
Worn to the knackers.
Horseshoe shaped scar
From the rear view mirror
On the toddler’s face
Now five decades old.
A ’58 Edsel sighs in a collapsing garage.
Five decades worth of scars
From an accident it wasn’t involved in.
[All photos by Doug Schmeltzer Photography used with permission.]



I was a car nut in the ’50′s as a kid ( a very young kid! ) and I remember when the Edsel came out. Sucking a lemon is how the grill was described. We never think our machines or buildings or lives will end in rust, disrepair and corrosion, but they all do. And, we all collect our scars along the way. Nice piece.
Thanks Robert!
This is excellent. Made me smile.
Thank you, Karen!
Great description. Here’s the photo i took at the Iron Pour earlier in the summer:
http://www.flickr.com/photos/smoothsailingnancy/7445364188/
Thank you for sharing your Edsel pic, Nancy!