empty terminal
the last bus riderless
departs on schedule
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Ron Scully
Ron Scully is a retired bookseller. After twenty five years on the road, a real life Willie Loman, only funnier, he has settled in New Hampshire to refashion his field notes into small poems. Two chapbooks, Darlington Braves and Capelight, are in the wings for spring 2017. Also, he has blocked out the year to pen a play. Ron has published in many small literary magazines since he retired.
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love the second and third lines!
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cold wind
the empty train
pulls out on time
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It captures both emptiness and a sense of moving forward, regardless of the seeming futility. I can imagine the driver thinking about the next destination, and the people who might be waiting there.
love the second and third lines!
.
cold wind
the empty train
pulls out on time
.
love this haiku!
It captures both emptiness and a sense of moving forward, regardless of the seeming futility. I can imagine the driver thinking about the next destination, and the people who might be waiting there.
autumn leaves fall
the old stripper
sheds her clothes ???
a poem worthy of Kerouac!
Beautiful…
Journey is not guaranteed
But insured …