Today as I was
SITTING PATIENTLY WATCHING THE WORLD GO BY
I saw. . .
Rows of cars shepherded into lines
Black road worn tyres
A plastic bag floating on the wind.
Two women climb from a car, laughing
they clutched their bags close to their chest like children.
The sunlight glints on their glasses as they cross the road.
SITTING PATIENTLY WATCHING THE WORLD GO BY
I saw. . .
Rows of cars shepherded into lines
Black road worn tyres
A plastic bag floating on the wind.
Two women climb from a car, laughing
they clutched their bags close to their chest like children.
The sunlight glints on their glasses as they cross the road.
A small blue van pulls up next to me,surreal graphics and a driver chewing gum.
A bird flies overhead.
A beeping forklift truck engages boxes in an agile ballet,
before disappearing into the dark warehouse.
A large white van reverses into the space beside medoor opens and a flourescent jacket with a man inside slides out.
He walks to the back doors, flings them open and begins to unload.
Small man, big glasses, emerges carrying two large silver bolts,
he jumps into his van and quickly drives away.
In my wing mirror I can see leaves dancing in the breeze.
4 comments:
It's funny what we see when we take a few minutes to really look.
"What is this life if, full of care,
We have no time to stand and stare."
Yes and it turns a boring wait into a fascinating one. :-)
Good to see you Paul.
Love your "snapshot" of a moment Susannah. This would be a fine exercise for any writer who says "I don't know what to write about."
I love how writers and artists never stop "seeing."
Hi Jennifer,
you have inspired me to look at and notice things like this.
I have always noticed nature, colours and quirky stuff but watching people and situations has been inspired by reading your blog.
Thank you for expanding what I look for! :-)
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