who cares yes she does



if the bus seems crowded   it likely

is   not all seven

and a half billion of us


are on the bus   but enough   each


me   with problems   some


more than others   but none immune   there

are not enough hours

in a day


to absorb   appreciate   respond 


all the woes   joys   heartaches   which stumble


and tumble their way before us   i was

told   and

believe   that if you find one of the many who care


hold on tight   i




take her arm   drizzly san francisco evening


city of neon 

lean my head on her damp shoulder






Poetry by one trick pony The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2019-03-19 at 04:09

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Jamsbo Rockda The PoetBay support member heart!
I like the flow and I can feel the atmosphere. Nice :)

josephus The PoetBay support member heart!
There's a gentleness here that is compellingly reassuring. Thanks for this one!

Such a beautiful ending. And compelling throughout. Thanks for posting.