A Not So Well Thought Out Plan

I arrived around 2:00pm

I caught two different busses

Making my way,

Counting city blocks,

Until I reached the end

The end of the line

The beautiful Atlantic

That brilliant, blue ocean

I had never been in this town before

And although I was here for the ocean,

I was hardly finished with my travels

I had two friends meeting me

They had sailed up the coast

To pick me up

And carry us all

Out into the blue abyss

I knew them from my travels past,

Meeting one in Florida,

And traveling all over Colorado

With the other

We were a crafty group

Known for trouble

And always looking for more

But reliability

hasn’t always been our greatest strength

And we had failed to work out a plan

Of exactly how

This pick-up would go down

So now I wait on a park bench,

Just staring out at the ocean inlet

I write short poems to pass the time

But time seems to have forgotten me

Maybe it just got lost,

Like my friends

So I’m just sitting here, looking out

Humming an old Bob Dylan tune,

And ‘waiting for my ship to come in’

© Dicky J Loweman 2015

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