Timothy James Webster

Rookie (Hong Kong)

In A Taxi - Poem by Timothy James Webster

After a few mad waves, it has stopped
Mother motioned me to sit at the front
What a new experience, a wide screen slowly
Unveiled the rolling scenery coming towards
Moving from the crowded to the peaceful
Cars, buildings, poles, then birds, mountains, trees
What a miracle! O best power of God.

What is that aroma? Coffee, smoke and … vomit?

Eyeing from the beautiful to this condensed place.
The reaction of the coffee, like a demon soul,
Twisting its head as the world closed down on him.
Constant beeping in my ears thickening nerves
speeding bullet to the sole destination.
It arrived, money paid and over-tipped, a slight joy
But off again towards his next call, twisting

Why hurry?

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, November 15, 2007

Poem Edited: Monday, April 25, 2011


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