Okay, rounding the corner.
morning at a bus stop
rain clouds rolled and curled
like oily gunsmoke across
an early morning sky
which had suddenly
taken on a hue
of bruised grey
as a wind
swept
dead leaves
paper and
plastic
on the asphalt
around our feet
as we waited impatiently
at a bus shelter to start the day.
27/04/2011
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© cheong lee san ( dsnake1 ), 2011
3 comments:
I really like this one. I could feel the wind at the bus stop, the waiting.
I could feel the air around the bus stop, "bruised grey". the waiting. really like the imagery.
strange how an activity like waiting for a bus to work can inspire this. the tropical storms over here can brew quite unexpectedly. :)
thanks for visiting, jeanne!
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