Tuesday, May 24, 2011

The Bus from Nowhere

A deserted road dusty
barbecue in the summer sky,
alone she frets and paces
growing fears petrify

until the old school bus,
a mirage, does appear
old and frail the driver
an invitation full of cheer.

Bombarded when she climbs aboard
fragrant pleasures titillate,
a sense of peace encompasses
as warming vibes stimulate.

From the empty depths magnetic
an unkempt stranger does allure
in a second, she’s beside him
no longer lost, she is sure.

The dream, the trip, the memories
a greyhound on the run--
when at last she landed home
she knew He’d sent his son.

@laurie kolp

Prompt inspiration: Carry on Tuesday

5 comments:

beccagivens said...

I love it, Laurie!! Well done!

Whitesnake said...

Ahh yes very nicely weaved

Mary said...

Beautiful, Laurie. An especially strong ending!

Laurie Kolp said...

Thank you.

Jessica Prescott said...

an absolutely lovely way to use the prompt. wonderful ending.