Rachel Mary Jane Arnold

Atmosphere Of London Underground - Poem by Rachel Mary Jane Arnold

On the tube one day,
someone got trapped in the doors.
They looked like caught prey.

London underground.
Its walls curved like those of caves.
Clicking cables sound.

The gusts of damp air
Feel like a basilisk’s breath.
Enter those who dare.

Stations underground
are like modern version caves.
Darkness all around.

On the underground.
Overcrowded; few seats found.
People’s hearts pound.

Topic(s) of this poem: insight, life, observation, travel

Form: Haiku

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Poem Submitted: Friday, April 3, 2015

Poem Edited: Friday, April 3, 2015

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