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Tragic Bus

 

The bus is double decked for fear

that those below might come too near,

and break the spell of motions peace

where trials and tribulations cease.

 

I float above the addled Streets

on clouds of ruined ragged seats,

I see the penned in office slaves

computer screens, like headstoned graves...

 

Traversing through this fashioned feast

I'm swallowed by some other beast,

a parasite of endless queue

that once used up becomes as spew...

 

And those behind will follow on

to pass on by where all have gone,

their work and toil will be forgot

if once they had, they shall have not.

 

The Street is one step from us all

we'll meet it willing or we'll fall,

trapped inside or passing through

to stay or leave, is up to you.

 

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https://wolfgarwords.com/2024/09/15/tragic-bus/

 

 

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David RL Moore

Wed 18th Sep 2024 10:23

Thanks for the multiple likes on this one.

David

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David RL Moore

Tue 17th Sep 2024 15:18

Thanks Uilleam,

I too remember smoke filled buses and how the top deck was the best place to be, especially right at the front.

Thanks for your reading and commenting.

David RL Moore

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RoeXmaSE7Lo


London

By William Blake

I wander thro' each charter'd street,
Near where the charter'd Thames does flow.
And mark in every face I meet
Marks of weakness, marks of woe.

In every cry of every Man,
In every Infants cry of fear,
In every voice: in every ban,
The mind-forg'd manacles I hear

How the Chimney-sweepers cry
Every blackning Church appalls,
And the hapless Soldiers sigh
Runs in blood down Palace walls

But most thro' midnight streets I hear
How the youthful Harlots curse
Blasts the new-born Infants tear
And blights with plagues the Marriage hearse

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZIqr1Ge8Z5w

Uilleam Ó Ceallaigh

Tue 17th Sep 2024 09:13

Thanks David.
As a child I remember going on the top deck of our local service bus; could hardly breathe for the pipe and ciggy smoke. Thank goodness those days are gone. Children getting on the bus invariably make for the stairs...I suppose it's a bit of an adventure for them, with the view from up there.

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David RL Moore

Tue 17th Sep 2024 08:05

Thanks for all the recent likes and to Tim and Martin for their comments.

I rarely take the tube or bus these days and am grateful for it.

London is electrifying when you're young and there is so much to do. When you've been there a while and seen its underbelly you get a little jaded. It is a great city but like all cities it can suck the joy out of you.

David RL Moore

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Martin Elder

Mon 16th Sep 2024 15:26

You caught me with the opening line.
Nice one

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Tim Higbee

Mon 16th Sep 2024 13:14

I see the penned in office slaves
computer screens, like headstoned graves...
My favorite line. Great imagery, David

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David RL Moore

Mon 16th Sep 2024 07:04

Many thanks for the early likes on this.

David.

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