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Saturday, 26 February 2011

Bus Stop Watching

Standing, waiting, watching,
Business suit,
Old hag,
Dirty mac smoking a fag.

Standing, waiting, watching,
Metal cans whizzing past,
Anonymous faces,
Rushing to places.

Standing, waiting, watching,
Kids screaming till red in the face,
Mums shouting,
Some days outing.

Standing, waiting, watching,
Monster coming,
Almost to its fill,
Collecting me as usual for the treadmill.
Standing, waiting, watching.
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13 comments:

  1. karen26 February 2011 at 18:54

    Well I wouldn't call you 'average'!! Enjoyed your poem and look forward to more....
    Karenx

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  2. Karen May25 April 2011 at 11:54

    I Love how you make something so ordinary and every day, sound so interesting, and ,, well deeper x

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  3. Anonymous25 April 2011 at 16:02

    lovely image you conjure here! my potluck.. http://fiveloaf.wordpress.com/2010/02/13/a-chinese-love-story/

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  4. K McGee25 April 2011 at 20:19

    Poetry hides in the everyday and you have tapped that so well!

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  5. Anonymous25 April 2011 at 22:15

    You had me standing right there with you watching and waiting. Very effective.

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  6. Jingle29 April 2011 at 22:35

    what a fun read, entertaining words.
    you rock.

    A++

    :)

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  7. Beachanny9 May 2011 at 16:40

    Yes buses, trains stations of all types - the metaphor for our lives in waiting. Sometimes I think that's a woman's role. You captured the tedium and the senses in this with humor and originality. Very well done. Thanks, Gay

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  8. Brian Miller9 May 2011 at 22:24

    ah i love poems like this cause i am so a people watcher and the bus stop is a great place to do it at...nice rhymes and textures...

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  9. rmpWritings10 May 2011 at 02:08

    i've never had the pleasure of waiting for a bus...after reading your account, i think i'm glad of that fact. quite an enjoyable piece!

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  10. Anonymous10 May 2011 at 04:15

    i love this. I had that old song called Bus stop going through my head as i read this. However I can relate to waiting at a .stop

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  11. JL Dodge10 May 2011 at 05:27

    Love this... very well written !
    JL&B

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  12. Unknown10 May 2011 at 17:07

    Waiting for a monster seems so ominous. Good work! :D

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  13. Unknown31 January 2012 at 10:14

    Brilliant! I can certainly relate to this.

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