Submit Your Poems
Get Your Premium Membership

Waiting for a Bus

harry horsman Avatar  Send Soup Mail  Block poet from commenting on your poetry

Below is the poem entitled Waiting for a Bus which was written by poet harry horsman. Please feel free to comment on this poem. However, please remember, PoetrySoup is a place of encouragement and growth.

Read Poems by harry horsman

Best Harry Horsman Poems

+ Fav Poet

Waiting for a Bus

The darkness ends
gives way to the dimness that descends,
the moor land mist mingles on ceremony
a subdued veil strokes the trees.
Dewy webs glisten
in reams of silver thread,
while rushing waters flee 
over rocky beds.
Shadows appear from out of the gloom
the queue just gets longer,
Number 76 to my destination
is running late (Again)!

© Harry J Horsman 2012  

Copyright © harry horsman

Post Comments

Please Login to post a comment
  1. Date: 11/30/2012 4:53:00 PM
    dang it, I just can't find a one. Let me reread this one here. I was getting ready to fave it and I looked way down and saw I had faved it already. Isn't that funny? one's taste in good poetry never can die!!

  1. Date: 11/19/2012 9:32:00 AM
    Good poem Harry, Thoes buses are never on time. many blessings. Lucilla

  1. Date: 11/7/2012 6:19:00 PM
    Kinda scary place to be waiting for a bus. As always Harry I like your style, you have a special way of painting your poetic canvas.

  1. Date: 11/6/2012 2:40:00 AM
    Hi soup xx

  1. Date: 10/25/2012 12:15:00 PM
    Descriptive, vivid and wonderful.

  1. Date: 10/23/2012 9:55:00 AM
    long may your darkness be gone, may your shadows never return but remember there is light here. xx

  1. Date: 10/23/2012 2:01:00 AM
    Hi Hary love the imagery here, I love to see those webs glisten in the morning when I walk my dogs, have a good day my friend, all the best Owen

  1. Date: 10/20/2012 9:32:00 PM
    Have had none of this experience but feel as though I was standing next to you here.

  1. Date: 10/20/2012 9:57:00 AM
    Wow. A perfect set of images... I truly see myself with the rider. Reminds me of when I rode the bus...

  1. Date: 10/19/2012 6:28:00 PM
    a wonderful poetic trail of a day in one's life, harry... this is well done , like the last 4 lines!.. :) huggs!.:)

  1. Date: 10/19/2012 3:22:00 PM
    Great way to spend time while waiting for a bus??..Thanks for stopping by..When one plants a crop there are many things that can interfer with harvest but the crows enjoy that corn when it planted..Getting the rain can make it or break it..Sara

  1. Date: 10/19/2012 3:19:00 PM
    Love the images here,Harry.Reminds me when I used wait for nr was always late,especially early in the morning with freezing northern drafts around 05:00 was I ever happy when I got my first car!

  1. Date: 10/19/2012 2:01:00 PM
    Oh! This brings back memories - icy cold nights up in Yorkshire waiting for the bus after work. Finished up at 5:30pm - pitch dark by 4pm.... Brrrrr Thank you for lovely write, Harry. Love, Su

  1. Date: 10/19/2012 11:18:00 AM
    wow, I love this kind of poetry from you. Full of imagery, this one is a FAVE, Harry. I"m out the door for the movie Arbitrage, with Richard Gere as the leading role. Have a Great day and I'm glad you can be online again!

  1. Date: 10/19/2012 10:51:00 AM
    Mine was 46. But I never had that kind of back ground.