Traffic

And then theirs that time
When the moments align
You find yourself staring
Face to face left aligned
The car opposing is stopped just as you
Morbidly left glancing a view just askew
The eyes meet for a moment or two
What comes next it's all up to you
Smile and nod, or wink and a smirk
Flip you the bird, gosh what a jerk
Then traffic moves and it is all gone
Who in the moment was really the pawn

1 comments:

talia gruen said...

Back in the day when I smoked, I bummed a cigarette from a guy in the car next to me on the 405. Pretty sure it was on a trip where I was coming to visit you. Oh traffic...you should start writing poems while stuck in traffic and publish it into a book.

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Hi folks, I'm a software development manager. I've worked with computers most of my life. I write a poem a day about whatever strikes my fancy. I hope they make you smile.