Bus on the Road to Nowhere

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Daylight fades as I step inside

My chariot for the day

Belongings around me,

Whispers surround me,

Last call for passengers

We’re on our way

 

The city’s still breathing

Practically screaming

Each voice wanting first to be heard

Patiently we wait

We watch

We listen

 

Shades open, eyes closed

Through the window

The sun and the road meet the trees

The sun and the trees meet my dreams

Both competing

For my attention

 

The Muezzin’s song

Pulls me awake

As the sun makes its final bow

Citizens and travelers,

Devotees and nonbelievers,

Ride on, enduring

Somehow

 

An accurate description of my trip to Şile this weekend in poem form to celebrate World Poetry Day! I can’t wait to nerd out with my students.  

To keep the ball rolling:

One of my all time favorite poems being read on one of my all time favorite shows 

Pay for your coffee with a poem today!

 

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