I rub my bloodshot bleary eyes, tired of killing time
while the ancient Trailways Bus just keeps moving forward
through A-List avenues of lingering sorrow, silent rage
Harsh blues howl past narrow-banded windows
Fluorescent lights form aggravating shapes
Darksome melody creations in the crackling sky
You rise and stretch, walk down the aisle; leave your satchel on the seat
I wait to see if you’ll return, but I hear the front door close
Curiosity’s aphrodisiac, I unclasp the metal hinges
Your lines of poetry move me, exoneration rules the night
Lavender tendrils curling round my heart and soul
I drown in beauty’s tender love, still swimming in my tears
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Nancy, this was simply beautiful - filled with brilliant lines and phrases:
"Darksome melody creations in the crackling sky"
" Lavender tendrils curling round my heart and soul - I drown in beauty’s tender love, still swimming in my tears" - a wonderful free verse.
I loved the images this poem conjured up and the mood it set with such clever story-like approach in so few lines. Wonderful write, Nancy!
Warm Regards,
Lyle