Category Archives: PublicTransport PoeTry

PublicTransport PoeTry – #15

***** The Last Boat Home, or, Panic on Rannoch Moor (Yvonne Marjot) (to be sung, ballad style, to a lilting Scottish tune) Heading uphill to Rannoch Moor, the petrol light came on. There was petrol not too far away: behind … Continue reading

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PublicTransport PoeTry – #14

***** Leaf (Julia Winnacker) I don’t know, the leaf did think, where do I come from? Is all I’ve said and done just a mere dream? The howling wind, the chilling wind That has brought me here, brought me to … Continue reading

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PublicTransport PoeTry – #13

***** Going Public, or, Your First Day (Yvonne Marjot) ‘Just a bit further,’ your father says to me, as we near the gangway. ‘Up you go.’ I feel like a large cow being herded into the sale ring. I’m jostled … Continue reading

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PublicTransport PoeTry – #12

***** LEAVING MY ROOTS BEHIND (Cas Meadowfield) My bags are packed and by the door. Hugs that put a lump in my throat, Good-byes, till I can stand no more, So I hurry to put on my coat. A familiar … Continue reading

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PublicTransport PoeTry – #11

***** (Werner Krotz) if when i die i had a trunk to take with me whatever would be important to me – i’d take with me infinity ***** Werner Krotz lives near Vienna, Austria. He has been writing poems for … Continue reading

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PublicTransport PoeTry – #10

***** Ferry Haiku (Yvonne Marjot) My prosaic morning To the supermarket Past Lismore lighthouse. Oban afternoon: Sapphirine sun-flecked water; Three ferries dancing. Up the Sound of Mull: Moon jellies churned in the wake; Seven porpoises. In the rising tide, Cormorants … Continue reading

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PublicTransport PoeTry – #9

***** Last bus – First love (Norman Morrow) Flaming red hair, a tender touch I bid farewell back then it knew no bounds endless, forever it seemed love-wrapped in sensuous delight ambled to the bus stop. Was he a steward … Continue reading

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