John Lawless Poet Etheree

Bus Stop

Cold
shivers
taunt my spine,
chattering teeth
count winter’s cadence
as I await sunrise
watching the high wire sparrows
swaying in the frigid breezes.
Headlights pick their way through swirling snow.
The school bus driver scowls as we linger.

©2/15/2022

E Forms – Etheree – Poetry Contest

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Caren Krutsinger February 27, 2022 at 3:37 PM This is marvelous; it makes me want to try this style myself.

Alexis Y. February 21, 2022 at 6:24 AM Hi John, I echo what Janice said. Congratulations on your winning write. Have a nice day-Alexis

Constance La France February 20, 2022 at 1:25 PM John, congratulations on your Fourth Place win in my E Forms - Etheree contest with your poem, I love it ~Constance

Susan Woodrow February 15, 2022 at 7:30 PM brrr! so glad I did not have to go thru that but it's no wonder the bus driver scowls... :)

Robert Gorelick February 15, 2022 at 1:40 PM Sent shivers down my spine, nice etheree. Thank you for visiting! Robert

Silent One February 15, 2022 at 12:30 PM Nice etheree... great subject..