lips parted, pressed against glass
as the bus shuts off it's gas.
The air is damp; droplets of dew,
leave little circles on the windows
with writers initials scraped, outlined.
Picking up her books, she pulls her hair back
letting brunette bounce across her chest,
resting on her shoulders, as the doors close.
Busy, with pushchairs and public shoppers,
talking tatters to strangers, not seeing loneliness
and perhaps, not giving much a care.
Then movement jolted sleepers to wakefulness,
as she pushed her glasses up onto her face and sighed
to nobody but herself, as this was the solitaire ride.
Author notes
M i d n i g h t - x - R o s e
hope name comes up better now =]
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A contest entry
- As if my skeleton wasn't big enough to hold both of us- by libel -.
1500 points, ended April 5, 18 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - Want a couple thousand points for practically free? by Ontarah.
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Honorable mention
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Comments
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could you try spacing out your ap name in an? its not showing up as is.
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aw crap, i just realized that number 3 was already taken! :[
im sorry, could you please pick another?
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no probs 5 XD
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your prompt;
subway dreamers
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ap name in an, please!
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