Tuesday, 23 April 2013

sunshine pervades
the whole of the top deck—
scent of cider

3 comments:

argie pamaran said...

nice poems, When I was a kid, I like to memorize poems

Dave Serjeant said...

Ahh! The daydreams of a commuter.

Presumably this is a London bus and therefore the cider may be spilt from the night before, leaking from a carrier bag or simply the smell of a drunk.

However, with the sunshine filling the top deck, you're away on a heady summer's day in Somerset.

Nice one!

Matthew Paul said...

Thanks, both.

Dave - you got it spot-on.