008. 76

by John Herzog

you found me on Diversey
floating so far from home
a tiny dandelion seed
where are we to go

on the bus bursting with flowers
that some might think weeds
sure I might not be wanted but
you have no choice you see

I’m your family now
roots strangling your soil
just try to expel me
it’s useless to toil

as you’re begging for winter
because that’s all you know
and you think it will kill me
but that’s where I grow

so you tell summer she’s over
as you turn off the sun
you pray that it’s ending
but it’s only begun


Author's Note: CTA bus route 76. Bit of a crude quick write I just scrawled out on the bus home right now.

Posted on 12/21/2017
Copyright © 2021 John Herzog

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 12/21/17 at 04:06 AM

I like it. Very nice. We get them here in Ottawa too.

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