A Blurring World

July 11, 2011
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solo, singing silently on the bus,
out the window
the world pass by
is part of my daily routine.
I find a blurring world.

I see
the tall green trees
turn into
blurs of green and brown.

The cars, like charging bulls
zip by
without a care in the world.

The people appear
in a seeming instant.

The buildings
come and go,
Legos in the distance.

I try to count
the signs I see,
but a blink: they're behind me.
Soon enough the bus


the stairs
to a different

The bus drives away

and I become
a part of a b l u r r
g world.

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savetheplanet said...
Aug. 13, 2011 at 1:13 pm
Wow!  I really enjoyed this poem.  I like your perspectives and the last stanza especially.
TaleGate replied...
Aug. 15, 2011 at 12:45 pm
Thank you! :) I wrote this for my creative writing class. My teacher thought this was the best one I've written. :)
savetheplanet replied...
Aug. 15, 2011 at 4:40 pm
You're welcome.  I'm surprised no one else comments on your work!
TaleGate replied...
Aug. 16, 2011 at 8:55 pm
:) Yeah who knows.
TaleGate replied...
Aug. 31, 2011 at 7:06 pm
You should show it to others so I can get more comments. ;)
savetheplanet replied...
Aug. 31, 2011 at 8:38 pm
Well actually just by commenting I'm getting your article out there because people follow me.
TaleGate replied...
Aug. 31, 2011 at 11:59 pm
ohhh thanks :)
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