Jul 23, 2009 11

Poetry Thursday: The bu-u-u-u-us


I sat on a bus
behind a beautiful man
and his beautiful woman
on a balmy night
more beautiful even
than all of us together

(And this was a beautiful man.)

I sat
with my head
and my heart
and my belly
with the various wonders
of the day,
random and planned,
buttered and plain,
lovely and odd.

And I sat
in my seat
(with my book
in my lap
for camouflage)
beside one young man
speaking French
to another

And I sat
across the aisle
from a girl who sang
like a bird

And I sat
a few rows up
from a baby who cried
like a baby

And we all sat like that,
and my book
and these people
and their music
for a good twenty blocks

A very good twenty blocks

And I thought that my heart
and my head
and my belly
were as full
as could be
with love
and joy
and music

Until I got off of the bus
and I thought
about how
I would share it
with you.


Image by Bill Ward’s Brickpile via Flickr, used under a Creative Commons license.

Posted in: The Personal Ones

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