Bus Ride
keep on paving your jeweled road
make love to every brick
dive into every pothole
work best when streets are slick
shelter not from every rain
practice how to swim
embrace the mud upon your shoes
keep soul and body trim
the shovel's made for digging
it feeds when you desire
plunge the blade into earth
you have yourself to hire
when the surface shines like gold
find another way
the sheen is just illusion
that glistens for a day
only one won't get you there
the system is too vast
to speed in one direction
won't make the journey last
***
Theo J. van Joolen©2012
The only reason this poem is titled "Bus Ride" is because I wrote in on a bus trip between NYC and Baltimore...otherwise...hmmm?
make love to every brick
dive into every pothole
work best when streets are slick
shelter not from every rain
practice how to swim
embrace the mud upon your shoes
keep soul and body trim
the shovel's made for digging
it feeds when you desire
plunge the blade into earth
you have yourself to hire
when the surface shines like gold
find another way
the sheen is just illusion
that glistens for a day
only one won't get you there
the system is too vast
to speed in one direction
won't make the journey last
***
Theo J. van Joolen©2012
The only reason this poem is titled "Bus Ride" is because I wrote in on a bus trip between NYC and Baltimore...otherwise...hmmm?