Michael Edwards

SO IT'S SUNDAY

 

 

 

SO IT’S SUNDAY

 

In the station

 whistle blowing

catch the train

and read the paper

gathering speed

as bells are tolling

 people gather

in the churches

rain or shine.

 

In the carriage

dry and cosy

with a coffee

wait a minute

but it’s Sunday

business closed

and so I wonder

when the next train

leaves for home.

 

Comments7

  • Goldfinch60

    Just enjoy your coffee and paper and pretend that you are at home, you will always be there in your heart.

    Andy

    • Michael Edwards

      I've jusy spent the last half hour rubbing down and bleaching a large chopping board - it was getting in quite a state and looks almost like new now so yes it's time for another coffee while I catch up with MPS

      • Goldfinch60

        It is amazing how well chopping boards look after cleaning them up, I don't bleach them I oil them with Catskill Butcher Block Oil.

        Andy

      • Fay Slimm.

        A Sunday tale to which many relate - where does the chance go for a drink when shutters are down .......hope the message comes across to those Sunday- ites who think not of travellers' thirst - -thanks tho' for the smile from your artwork today Michael.

        • Michael Edwards

          I've caught the wrong train before now but never on the wrong day - but there's still time. Thanks Fay.

        • orchidee

          Good write and pic M.
          What year was this? Something actually closed on a Sunday? Everything seems to be open 24 hours these days - well, some things!
          Another daft saying: "Give 110%; be prepared to work 24 hours a day".

          • Michael Edwards

            24 hours a day is only 100%.

            • orchidee

              Yes, it's nutty. What about job ads: Requirements: 'Always gives 110%'. Completely naff.

            • Neville


              You got Sunday off to a fine art don't ya just ..

              I remember when the local steam train let everyone for miles around know when she was leaving and on the road so top speak .. following her across the countryside via the smoke n steam she coughed out was a nippers delight .....

              Neville

              • Michael Edwards

                Yes I remember the steam and the excitement of a train journey looking out the window and the smell of the smoke - Glenit remembers it too.

              • Romantic Bloom

                The first half of a poem reminded me of a movie , perhaps a memory being played in head
                “ manly voice over” as he sits alone contemplating younger days, GLENIT Is spot on today,
                A wise bee once told me, “ mind Your own beeswax”

                • Michael Edwards

                  Thanks Dove - the journey would have been better on one of Neville's steam trains.

                • MendedFences27

                  I find this humorous. I may have done this or something similar, like drive to work only to find it was Sunday and they were closed. Sometimes I think we live half our lives by rote.
                  Maybe too many "Bees in the ointment" is why we're losing all our bees. A fun poem and drawing. - Phil A.

                • L. B. Mek

                  brilliant picture!
                  indeed: who truly knows what comes from those obstacles in our paths, that trip us into welcoming hands...



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