Wednesday 21 October 2009

10 line poem

BEFORE THE DAY BEGINS
Before the day begins
The bus washes me ashore,
And then is sucked back into the stream
Of smoke and metal.
On the strand of the Thames
Along Millbank's concrete bastions
Detritus spewed by the shushing waves;
A plastic bottle listlessly rolls
Back and forth
In the steely murk.

1 comment:

S Vimes said...

Could you kindly tell the Sergeant not to over-do it while on duty?