Tuesday 15 January 2019

On the Road Again.

A bit......

Phone.
Bus.
Man running for bus.
Car.
Pushchair.
Zebra crossing.
People crossing.
Me.
Radio.
Christmas lights.
Traffic light.
French chanson.
Double bass.
Pile of boxes.
Bus.
Queue.
Man talking to driver.
Red light.
Shoppers.
Way home.
Bike.
Bike light.
Green light.
Dog walker.
Bridge.
Bus.
Three bikes.
Jehovah Witness, waiting.
Car parking.
Empty Bed blues.
Red light.
Walker.
Stander.
Waiter.
Crosser.
Sitter.
Must be cold?
Christmas lights.
Green light.
Slow crossers.

 formerly published in The Archives.

2 comments:

Mary said...

Simple poetry for simple minds like mine:

O how I oft wish
for a wall of fish
blue, red, yellowish;
green for the prudish.

M

popps said...

Honoured that you see this as a poem, i saw it as a traffic jam crawl home!