The Bus Ride
I’ve been driving this bus for eight years
Today I lurched into my usual spot
Right in the thickness of determined mud
Sweat percolated on my forehead
My shirt saturated
I sat, the sun and I, we waited
A passenger ambled forward
Fumbled up the stairs
Seating himself behind me
I assumed he was drunk
He talked about the love for a child
About his son that graduated medical school
He’d just lost his only son
An overdose
He was on his way to tell the mother
I told him I’d lost my son too
A car accident
In a decaying bus as hot as summer’s asphalt
We bowed our heads and sobbed
Tears of desperation
We wept in harmony
Short lived lives
Questions that can never be answered
He was a solo passenger
I drove him across town to tell
His wife who would soon dissolve
Our solidarity that day brought
Some degree of solace
Our weeping
Opened arms to grieve
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There is no loss graver than the loss of one's child. I have not lost one yet and hope not to but I have worried it several times and some for good reason. Nicely written Katie
Good morning and thank you so kindly, I appreciate your feedback. If you were to give input on my writing what would you say if you don't mind me asking?
I have often wondered how I would respond to that if Shakespeare, Whitman, Dickenson or Emmerson were to ask me and I would have to say that some of your works touch me, some I understand and others someday I might understand.
Thank you for your honest feedback. That may be true for most of us.
Terrific poem. If true, please accept my condolences. I felt it was truth and shared both your sorrows. It takes courage to write about it. - Phil A.
Thank you but it was total creativity
Different paths, same pain.
The journey no one wants to take, but must.
Thank you
Wonderful, heartbreaking...but truly wonderful poem, Katie. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
Thank you so very much for your kindness!!
You are most welcome!
Such a good and true write Katie, everybody needs somebody to listen to them in days of sadness.
Andy
Andy, thank you for your kind words. truly appreciated!
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