by 2725dlEnnis, Clare, Clare, Ireland
Jun 2013 575 Views 0 comments
Next Stop.
Next stop,
Jervis Street.
Next stop,
Abbey Street.
Next stop,
Bus Aras.
The muse of the electric tram.
Snake like creatures,
Slipping,
Gliding,
Past each other.
Each one carries,
A multitude of coloured eggs.
Yet!
No-one notices.
17/06/`3.
Jervis Street.
Next stop,
Abbey Street.
Next stop,
Bus Aras.
The muse of the electric tram.
Snake like creatures,
Slipping,
Gliding,
Past each other.
Each one carries,
A multitude of coloured eggs.
Yet!
No-one notices.
17/06/`3.
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Posted: Jun 2013
About this poem:
Travelling on the (Luas). Our electric trams.Poems entered on these pages are copyrighted by the authors who entered them. They cannot be reproduced without the author's written consent. © Copyright 2001-2024. All rights reserved.
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