Kevin East

Rookie - 6 Points (22 April 1954 / Amersham bucks)

Bus Station. - Poem by Kevin East

In a bus station,
Parading a smile
And she's gone.
Only her scent
Lingers on.
She'll forget
That I exist.
Never know
That she'll be missed.
When my memory
Flicks the random page.
I go back to my cage.
A crossword
Calls for my concentration.
As a single bird
Soars on high.
Standing in a bus station,
I mime
A mock

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, March 20, 2013

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