Bus East Thru Medicine Hat 1980

BUS  EAST  THRU  MEDICINE HAT   1980

(Bus leaves at  915 must remember)
Cold outside, snow, early in November,
Lethbridge  6 o’ clock  bus  ( hard seats )arrived at
7 : 45  in the depot  at  The Hat.

Garbled voice on intercom  metallic  loud announcing
Destinations but no one’s really listening; 
People asleep in  sweaty  heat unable
To get comfortable  angles on  their table;

Café windows half-wiped clear in places 
To see what’s outside through the spaces;
Fogged from greasy  hot air and cooking;
Nothing  there- just   passengers  looking.

Watching police  (eggs and bacon - I had no dinner )   
Looking for trouble-making soldier 
( reading papers,   sipping coffees )
Double cops  -  English military and Hat city police.

9: 15 (oh, that’s me)   squeal of brakes, hiss of air:
Regina bus -  soft seats room to spare 
Light inside   too dim to read
Stretch on two seats is what I need

Look out at dark prairie, nothing.
Darkness closes in,  stars showing.
Doze  and watch others doze.
Through window hear how wind blows.

Driver warns  grass-smoker in the back 
To quit  unseen in the black.
Sweaty sock odour, 
Beer cans floor-rolling over and over.

Coffee  like tar at Swift Current.
Sleep again ( how the miles just went )
Wake up, down the steps  stretch of legs
Regina  bright and sunny ( breakfast again - eggs ).
Copyright © | Year Posted 2010

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Gibbons Avatar
November 25, 2010 at 10:16 PM
I like your no nonsence straight forward reporting style, and in spite of its clipped terse style is sports a wide romantic streak. good stuff thanks Jim Gibbons
Mehta Avatar
November 25, 2010 at 4:46 PM
We are also in Windsor expecting snow as weatherman says, Sydney
Roberts Avatar
November 25, 2010 at 12:20 PM
nothing like Alberta in the winter eh?, we seem to have their weather this week and they can have it back any time. nice one, much enjoyed
Devonshire Avatar
November 25, 2010 at 11:54 AM
This poem is so timely, Sydney. Here in the states holiday travel is in chaos due to new security "gropings" at airports. You capture well the frenzy of travel. Love, Carolyn
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