January 22, 2006

Today's poem from The Writer's Alamanc

This one made me remember.

"Bloody Men" by Wendy Cope from Serious Concerns

Bloody men are like bloody buses
You wait for about a year
And as soon as one approaches your stop
Two or three others appear.
You look at them flashing their indicators,
Offering you a ride.
You're trying to read the destinations,
You haven't much time to decide.
If you make a mistake, there is no turning back.
Jump off, and you'll stand there and gaze
While the cars and the taxis and lorries go by
And the minutes, the hours, the days.

Posted by Monoceros at January 22, 2006 8:35 AM
Comments

i was going to put the poem up on my blog too! haha.

Posted by: dimsumdolly at January 23, 2006 4:11 AM

Heh, I think it speaks to many of us. =)

Posted by: monoceros at January 23, 2006 5:30 AM

=C)

Posted by: tiggie at January 23, 2006 11:57 AM