John W. McEwers

Rookie - 62 Points (6/20/1980 / Nova Scotia, Halifax)

Lady In The Car - Poem by John W. McEwers

Walking, head down
lost in thought
I stopped at the sound
of screeching tires

I almost stepped
in front of the car
while crossing the street

The lady in the car,
young, red hair, freckles
impatiently beckoned
in my direction

Soon there was screaming
and scrambling
skinned knees on pavement

I'm sorry - I thought
you were saying I should get in the car,
not that I should cross.

I thought you thought we could be friends.

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, February 9, 2012



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