Tuesday, March 1, 2011

At the bus stop

I heard a tree complain today
The seesaw cutting at the roots
The worker bending low
His face expressionless

I saw a girl wiping tears
Off the edge of her eyes
Waiting for the bus
But not getting on it

Invisible feelings
Silent emotions
Yet here there are
For everyone to see.


  1. I am on it instantly,
    enlightening poetry.
    Thanks for the tickles.

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