From the 345

by Richard Vince

Sitting on the bus, I see
A patch of beauty

I look through the window…
And there she is
The girl with the dreads
Sweeping hair

She wears the black baggy T shirt
Which generally adorns employees
Of hairdressers' shops

She looked at me!
I swear she did
As she sat on purple velvet
To take a rest…

Or did she simply look
At the world outside…
And wonder
What am I doing here?


Posted on 03/20/2006
Copyright © 2022 Richard Vince

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Gregory O'Neill on 03/20/06 at 10:34 PM

Wonderful sense of immediacy, Richard. Superb opening couplet with, "a patch of beauty". Nice write!

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