(dedicated to Howie Mooney)
it figures the bus would be late
fabulous, great
turn on some tunes
hope it comes soon
big meeting, big project today
I'm on my way
I'm prospering
mind wandering
oops, dropped transfer into the street
step off, dead meat
driver slow braker
meet my Maker.
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a minute poem for Dverse form poetry.
Woops....bang¨¨! That took a sudden turn...so to speak...very well done...
ReplyDeleteWell that was quick turn to meet the Maker. Be careful when you are waiting for that bus!
ReplyDeleteYes.
ReplyDelete'bus-ted' - very good!
ReplyDeletewow... brilliant write!
ReplyDeleteWhat an abruptly sad ending Shay. But darkly humorous — well written.
ReplyDeleteA great narrative!
ReplyDeleteDang, in just one, quick minute life is done and after feeling so good about how things were going too! Great write!
ReplyDeleteWhy am I smiling?
ReplyDeleteThat's dark humor, I love it!
ReplyDeleteNice one! :)
ReplyDeleteMy Dear … you wear humor well! Light and dark.
ReplyDeleteHa! Busted, indeed. This kind of thing could drive you around the bend. I love every minute of it. *runs* Seriously, fun to read, and full of wit and skill, as always.
ReplyDeleteYoiks. Gotta hold tight to those transfers.
ReplyDeleteSkillfully done, Shay! I love the smooth progression of your poem. 💝
ReplyDeleteAnd it can happen just that quick! Great use of the form.
ReplyDeleteSo well done, Shay. It can take a minute!
ReplyDeleteSo often it just takes that slip for everything to end.
ReplyDeleteundertaker
for the maker