Thursday, 4 April 2013

NaPoWriMo Day 4 Poem 2 Rocking Chairs

On the London Underground tube,
a grey bearded man is playing 
when I'm 64 on a banjo to a carriage
packed with eyes in Metro papers  
and ears in headphones. 

will you still need me...

A young blonde woman
is the only passenger to lift
her head, unplug her music  
and sing Mcartney

will you still feed me...

The mouth
of the grey bearded man
wrinkled a smile
as the carriage
became a wobbling
corridor of rocking chairs

when I'm 64...

1 comment:

  1. Ah I like this one, I seem to be reading a bunch of your poems at once through a feed reader and this one and the one about the busker have very much touched me.