A Bus Stop in the Rain

Gene Rockwell Gant

The Ninth-street bus

was stopped at the corner

She sat by the window

staring out at the rain

 

She could not conceal

the hurt in her eyes

I could only wonder what

had caused so much pain

 

I suddenly realized shamefully

She had caught me staring

she was glaring at me

 

I raised my eyebrows

            And rolled my eyes

Shrugged my shoulders

            And wiggled my ears

 

The look on her face was total surprise

Then she shook her head

A strange look in her eyes

 

She flattened her nose

            Against the window

Rolled her eyes, winked at me

            And stuck out her tongue

 

As the bus pulled away

            She was laughing

And her beautiful laughter

            Brought out the sun

  • Author: Gene Rockwell Gant (Offline Offline)
  • Published: September 28th, 2022 18:23
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Comments4

  • orchidee

    Good write G.

  • Lord Montgomery

    Such a charming poem with gorgeous chemistry between the two persona's. Bliss!

  • Doggerel Dave

    Well told interaction - Thanks.

  • Jerry Reynolds

    A well-written story, Gene.
    Clear imagery, solid.



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