Sat on The Loop

Getting steadily full

A woman with a couty

Lap pooch

Askes if she could sit beside me

'' Course you can ''

'' My bus pass onl entitles me have one seat! ''

We both smile to each other - laugh

We get too talking - as you do on The Loop

We talked about this and that - as you do

I mentioned I wrote  poetry - gave her one of my cards

That she excepted

Our conversation deepand

She said, that she had once wrote a poem

The title ' What's The Point '

About darshan

What's the point of waking up

I replied with - surly, this chance meeting on The Loop

You and I having this conversation - proves there were a point to the day!

She smiled, saw my point, I'd made
That write '' It Out '', in poetry - helps to lance The Boyle
We reached her stop, parted as Freinds well met

Ken D. Williams

TheDyuslexic Wordsmith Ov Thanet