magpie tales, WritersIsland

waiting for the bus

magpie tales no 25 photo; and writer’s island no 14 2010: the journey. i really liked the photo this week over at magpie tales and writer’s island had a great prompt as well. at night late when one boards a bus we never know whom it is we shall meet. i’ve been there, half asleep eyes unfocused….

11 pm quiet cool evening
creating cellophane spaces
where shapeless shadows stand
sprouting at several spots
lodged along the active avenue
enjoying a secret sanctuary

seemingly occupied
the bench taken with three
the few left to stand
agile energetic forces
clear and conscious

destination bound luggage
filled with not forgotten dreams
lightly lathered in love
settling soothe sincerity
shadows shift then soar

ticket holding departure
clasp firmly by strings
unpredictable carrying key
whimpering lock harmonizing fit
stepping up to board
a forward 1 am float

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