poetry spanning the past decade! From 2013 – 2022
Waiting at the station for the next train a group of people are stood chatting. Some are on their mobiles and some holding brollies in the rain. What do they gain? They may stay dry of course apart from their legs. When it is time to board the people collapse their brollies. And dry the…
Long queues in the summer, people with ice cream. Long waits for the bus whilst one dreams! Standing on your two feet because you can’t get a seat! Holding on for dear life, a man holds hands with his wife! Suntan lotion smells fill the air, some people are eating chips. Some people are drinking…
There is a new bus stop at the top of the road. It is on the end of the estate, it is for the bus to the city but will it make it look pretty? We wait there for the bus into town or the city. We wait in the shelter and in the bad…
Waiting in the queue waiting for the bus. Chatting to the folk, not wanting a fuss! Time at the bus stop in the cold and wind. Wearing heals or flip flops, standing with our bags. Waiting for the bus in the shelter on the street. They either don’t come or are late, we stand tapping…
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