I (sometimes) call myself Mr. Pondersome. I'm a rather wordy, weirdy person. I say hullo a lot. I write a lot more. While you're here, why not give some of it a read?

Wednesday, 14 February 2018

WOMAN BUS DRIVER (a.k.a. A Vehicular Valentine's Day)

Bus on time - 
right on the line.

Climb aboard,

faith is restored.

Long dark hair:

hard not to stare.

Glasses gleam;

smiling, it seems.

Fare given,

now I'm driven.

Sat up front,

we start to shunt.

Mirrored smile,

she steers a while.

At the stop,

time to be dropped.

The doors part,

so does my heart.