City gridlock, deep frustration
A chilly, spotting-rain type day
Blaring police cars on their way.
Such an impasse is not news;
Blocked metro, people form bus queues
We hear there's been a suicide
Someone's taken their last ride...
An ambulance screams to the scene
Road blocks, the traffic stops at green.
Rare are the buses that arrive -
With crushed humanity inside.
Angry cacophony of phones
Late arrivals in commuter homes
Appointments which cannot be kept
I missed one too, I could have wept!
But chaos has a lighter side
Chance meetings, waiting for a ride
A lady all in purple clad
And I - got talking; she was glad
To make new links – the time sped fast
We delved into each other's past
Brief sharing of two women's lives
A sense of warmth in our goodbyes...
(c) Poet in the woods 2015
Brussels Summit: 15th October, 2015
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