Best Commute Poems

Go,
go,
go.
Stop.

Turn,
go,
stop.

Turn,
go,
stop.

Go,
go,
go.
Stop....

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I commute down the highway quite early each morn:
South toward the seashore, days work to be done.
Half way to the ocean, traveling north through the sky;
A large flock of sea gulls, passes me by.

They too have their work load cut out for the day:
At the...

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I worked for Boeing when I first met Fred
Liked him the instant he called me “brain dead”
We were both part of the same office mob
Both engineers fairly new on the job

I was single then, but didn’t last long
Got married and then my Corvette was gone
Being...

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The commute 

The daily commute it's so depressing 
Not getting a seat is so distressing
Standing here heart racing proud
I only wish it would beat aloud
So people could hear the strain it makes
The mound of energy standing takes 

To just be me to stand not fall
I...

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Today,
The beggar woman on the corner held a sign that said:
"Dance Teacher, laid off, anything helps."
And in the 60 seconds my car sputtered indignantly beside her,
I watched the feral lines in her face
I imagined her skin was soft, and unobtrusively without confession
Swaddled in a thin...

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Daily drive fraught with stress
One wrong move what a mess

Looking left, looking right
Praying neither will bring fright

All seems clear, so off we go
Straight and fast, avoiding foe

All strapped in and knuckles white
Let him pass! Avoid the fight

Can't make trouble, no friend is near
Don't you know...

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the bridge is biggest
when large rain comes down to kill
wet wheels wishing life...

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drive to work in snow
so much fun to cuss and spit
a hater by force...

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It’s
not just
the commute
that I dislike; it’s
more about the fact 
that it keeps on bringing 
me to work every single day...

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x number of hours from
a to b, and while certainly it can always be worse,
it could always be better---
the fact remains that there are mother****ers in the cities
who don’t have to get up early & jump in their cars
to get on the freeway & haul...

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The train was stuck;
The tracks were icy.
Weather cold;
Conditions dicey.

Stops and starts
Made travel slow.
Patience was
The way to go.

Home at last,
Relieved but spent
And wond'ring where
The hours went....

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It wasn't so bad this morning
But I arrived an hour early
If I'd left later—
     even a few minutes?
Only the clock will tell
After all
     It's only my first time...

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The winter darkness falls before the day
Has run its course, long ere the eyes of those
Who labor seek surcease from weariness.

The home-bound traffic winds its halting way
Beneath the moon-bound Evening Star and slows—
A mess.

And so I sit with promises to keep,
Ensnarled within a concrete wilderness
As...

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Commute

I saw her reflection in the train window on my commute home today
Peering, gazing, thinking she can't see my stare
A glance towards the glass and I've been caught
Quickly pretend to look right through as if the tunnel wall interests me
But the cables and the clips...

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Eavesdrop into my ear the sweet nectar that I hear
Who did what to whom? I need to know how this ends
It fulfils me
I'll just sit and listen, don't you worry for I wont intrude
I hear subtle tones of welcoming for which you elude to
I'll steal...

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