Traffic Light Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

Traffic Light



Traffic light

She, careless of red light, on cross
Of green, car, bus honk the horns.

Peoples’ eyes turn to side
In right hand holds coffee
Left shoulder’s underneath
Bag dances.

She carries two melons
Not too big but rotten
Sleazy they seem and
Remind us of balloon.

Half-filled air, half water
They float on her chest
Like vessel on the wave.

Thursday, June 25, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: observation
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