Posted in Life, Time


cables pull us down the street
a dance of cars, trams and cycles
about to call time
the rush of panic surges
as the clock tower strikes 9.


I like to think I'm a story teller. I love stories. I believe the world is filled with stories just waiting to be told and learned. I enjoy travelling down the road less travelled, with my iPhone and journal in each hand. Here you'll find all my poetic musings... Enjoy!

3 thoughts on “Commuting

    1. Thanks. I got here in the end though I was 10 min late… coffee has brought me back to earth.

      Have a lovely day 🙂


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