Lorenzo’s Oils (or Lorenzo’s Painted …

When cast upon this hostile shore / I didn’t lose my faith nor curse / This nutshell opened up for me / Lorenzo’s painted universe

The Girl with the Red Hair

The girl with the magnificent red hair with an absorbency of rich clarity declaring war against cardboard greys, road worn blues a…

A Stranger on a Bus

‘Why is the wind green?’, I hear the boy ask the man I presume to be his father. / The boy is referring to what he sees outsid…

sex and tragedy on the bus

“Uh. I am a mature and responsible man. I own a valance!”

The Orange Bus

Mystery Man led the train of children to the big orange bus.

NIGHT BUS HOME PART 2

(Mature)

NIGHT BUS HOME

(Mature)

A man, a book, and a bus stop

You didn’t need the bus to take you to the destination in the mind to which that book safely transported you

3 for kenneth patchen and miles davis : ’ b…

3 for kenneth patchen and miles davis / ‘blue eyed yellow bird on a downtown bus’ / ‘question answer touching stone tou…

After School

“Ryan’s Mom: Hey Ryan how was the bus ride home?”

Today

Like my last wet dream / Like the final / Sweet / Release

whispering wind ( folk song )

whispering wind ohh whipering wind / whipering wind ohh whispering / whispering wind ohh whispering wind / whisper again / a hear you call …

Just Before Midnight

In the distance cats wailed / Like colic babies.

Immigrant

During the day he drives the bus, ridiculed by children and adults alike. He follows the same old route, nothing that changes. / He finally…

life can be a trap ……

He came out of her peripheral vision, almost apologetic in the making.

Hollow Hero

…The bus swerved and caught the corner of the red car and rolled on its side, skidded in the wet, right into the telegraph post. It c…

What Was I Thinking

Yippee, it’s the school holidays, / no more packed lunches. / No principal phone calls, / about playground punches. / No more stressi…

O-Bahn

The Torren winds / And unbinds / In the hope that we might find / Thoughts left behind / At dawning / And the track / That we take / Hopes …

back home for christmas.

Christmas this year is the rain and the empty strip malls and you, awake before the buses are / even running.

LAST BUS

A vignette, perhaps, from Edward Hopper / Transplanted to an anaesthetic land. / An etherised face, staring and alone, beneath / The incand…

Jimmy

Jesus… I thought. Just my luck. I get the Special Case.

I Saw Her

She knew I wanted her

The Guitar Player

He stood coatless in the cold rain, an open guitar case at his feet.

Imagination takes flight

the man sitting next to me was reading a book about helicopters

Boy Whom I Never Knew

Your hands squeezed tightly in a bunch / Grasping the end of your sleeves

see though the eyes of a seven year old ( invitat…

hi my name is wittle archie i would like to invite redbubble readers to come and join me in some of the most amazing journey’s ev…

Wisdom from above ( Amphibians in transit)

…would never have known about the ponds on top of bus shelters…

Hero cop saves baby bird (well, with our help!)

Hero Cop saves baby bird! / You are all going to love this story! / In a day and age where our Police Department and officials get so much…

DO YOU REMEMBER MY NAME?

i climbed a mountain / swam the sea / fought a shark / now come back to me / i was in a tsumani / in a hurricane / withstood an earthquake …

His eye upon Us

He cannot but weep at our lack of trust / How it must cause Him great disgust / We horde the things in nature that rusts / And pursue so m…

the bus stand

the beggars chase their habits / the coolies chase tourists / the hindus chase their self / the children chase each other

The Bus Ride

The Bus Ride / I could see her through her window because she wanted me to. Slowly she would undress just to the point where it was time t…

the forgotten kid

so here i am / a lonley kid / suffering because / of what i did / locked in a room / with no one to play / while the rest of the world / f…

wittle archie ( the birth of wittle archie )

from my very first breath, i just knew life was going to be tough.the nurse proved that as she drew her hand across my behind ( smaaaack ) …

And then…

Just one of those days…

Indeterminacy 158 (Genie in the Back of a Bus)

“About me and this bottle. Tell me.”

the game ( new song )

ive seen it all / from the outside / from the outside / looking in / you played the game / from on the inside / its whats on the inside /…

Unzipped

Charlotte was standing at the route 453 bus shelter, keeping herself out of the damp by holding her shoulders up high and considering her a…

little old lady ( by craftsman )

whilst at work in this back alley / im going about my buisness as normal / when i spot this frail old lady ,she was out walking with the ai…

the secret of ochadinaeno

from scotland wittle Archie is a boy of just seven years old ,living with both his parents who are referred to as, mummy and daddy , wit…

Is Life Like a Bus

Is life like a bus / Do I want to hop on / Do I want to hop off / Can life be a bust / Will I buy a ticket / Have I paid the price / Are th…

Saying Goodbye!

Today my oldest son Justin left for Job Core on the grey hound bus. He is going to Timber Lake in the Mt. Hood National forest in Oregon. …

STRANGERS ON A BUS

She waited for the bus / He looked at her / She loved it..didn’t make a fuss / Wearing a long fur / She wondered what he wanted / His…

mum at the bus stop

the old town calls, / far and way, the street sounds are calling / and road sounds roll, / the air is cool and calm and clean, / like all …

F A T

It’s not much fun being fat

Mirror Of No Escape

another night in the naked city

wittle archie ( buses are better fun than museum…

i was on a bu-us – i was on a bu-us -doo dah ,doo dah i was on a bu-us hiiiiiiiiiii everyone itsh me wittle archie…guess where…

Bus Stop Epiphany

I thought of the propaganda mill churning out images of slick haired, thick accented illegals jumping fences and hiding in car trunks pouri…

wittle archie ( pick and ping )

my older brother daniel / he’s a dirty get / i call him pick and ping / so that he does not forget / when im sitting in my favourit …

FLOWER POWER

WE WERE THE FLOWER CHILDREN / LOVING EACH OTHER MORE THAN / ANYONE HAD LOVED EACH OTHER BEFORE / EVERYONE WAS WELCOME AT OUR DOOR / WE MARC…

missed the bus

I missed the bus,what a fright / I missed the bus,oh what a sight / I was 2 minutes late / it zoomed right off without a second to spare / …

new songs

hi everyone just managed to get the copyright back today on two of my latest new songs if you want to hear them and many more why not drop …

On One Evening’s Bus Commute

Finally … Peace / No child, boyfriend nor husband / Boss or even a deadline / Could possibly disturb her now

wittle archie ( grown ups spoil everything )

snooooooooooooooooooooooooow wahhhhhhhhhhhh heyyyyyyyyyyyyyy och ayeeee / wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee its meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee wittle …

for her love (at war photo)

to lay in the fields with you,a letter,war, the result of the fields

My idol

Then upon the last stop on the way / As I sat staring ahead and the bus sat idle / Onto the bus my idol sprang

Settling of Debt

I stared at the ceiling fan as it went round and round and round. Feeling dizzy, I slowly looked back towards the front of the classroom w…

The bus stop

The heart of man is not silent. / We care for our fellow man. / Many a time this is done in silence, / not wishing to bring shame, / our h…

I Hate The Bus System

I’ve always hated the bus stops. / The early day, I rush to get ready, / feeling the deadline hanging over head.

NaPoWriMo #23

The old man beside me on the bus is laughing / Not loudly / Just continuously

Bus Ride to Freedom

I thought about how lonely and quiet it was out here and how I liked taking that bus towards adventure.

my writing has ended

. / note the full stop at the top .all writing ends with a full stop.my writing has ended with a full stop. hmmmmmmmmmm ha ha.

On The Bus

He’s being closely followed by this thing with flaming bluepurple hair, of course with lavender cat ears suspended in the stuff. She is hi…

Old Man

We are sitting still / As the bus moves us along / The old man across the aisle / Takes one look at us / And says “you’ve had your hearts …

One More Day

The sky was almost mute and empty, as if a Hawk were coming in for a kill – silent as a soft breeze. / Trees with beautiful flowers,…

Big Yellow Bus

I am a little doggie and I have four boys that are mine. I moved in with this family only weeks ago. There are two other four feets that …

The tired bus

Floating into the waves of restoration I surrender to the joy of alternate realities and I am gone, deliciously surrendered.

The Woman in lace.

With a grin on my face i jump back in bed with the woman in lace.

bus stop

you asked / if I had one wish what would it be? / it would be a dream / and I would meet His Holiness / The Dali Lama at a bus stop / in Ca…

Kiss Me You’re Beautiful!

I could kiss you right then, and you could be passionately kissable

WITH FAY ON A BUS.

The bus moved away / from the bus stop / and Fay sat next to you / her body rocking / side to side / with the motion / of the bus / he…

Window

I looked out the window. It was so cold outside that some kind of mist had forbidden me from seeing what was beyond the glass that separate…

Butch

Sarah stood still, turning her bus pass aimlessly in her hand. Her mouth hung open feeling dry and uncomfortable and her ears rang with a n…

I missed the bus/boat/train/plane.

I missed the bus. / I missed the boat. / Now I’ll just head / back on down home. / Watch the cars passing by, / like all the years, …

Bussing it

There is a little girl, sitting out in her seat, hitting her Barbie like doll against the window. It’s like she’s trying take revenge on th…

The Bus Stop

The fare gripped by a sweaty palm; / The wages held by the crave of the drink.

A Bus Ride to Remember

I step onto the crowded bus / Misty outside and equally humid and hot in the / Closed in vicinity. / Why the bus driver decided to leave Ai…

The Bus Ride

The bus rocked and swerved from the driver’s shock of the scream or the passengers rushing to windows…

A Viking in my Dustbin. #83. HAPPY BUS.

I felt like I’d been run over with by the bus to Happyland.

Today I saw..

Today I saw a man combing his moustache at a bus stop, the comb and everything.

WOMAN WITH A TATTOO.

A woman with a tattoo / over the top of her breasts / above her red dress got / on the uptown bus and / sat down. Henry tried not / to l…

My Carriage

The Night draws in, my carriage approaches / a queue of grey, underwhelming coaches. / I stagger on board to find a seat / a place to rest …

Hot bus siesta

The bus is one of the really old ones. Brown, smells like vinyl, no airflow. Retro if it weren’t so stuffy. The driver is pacing outs…

on the bus to bamboozle

he stood there above me / complete within himself / so young and strong

SUN BLOCK.

The plump lady / who occupied / with her behind / the front two seats / of the green bus / has passed away / and no one went / to her…

Lost

the wall of hate

Waiting on the Bus

we were waiting on the bus / my arms on your shoulders / and your arms around my waist. / the summer, yet chilly autumn air / blew at us /…

Mornings in the Bus

‘Are you gonna go to Mad Dog’s Friday?’ / ‘I guess.’ / ‘Is he gonna go too?’ / ‘I hope so.’ / ‘Wha’ about her?’ / ‘The f@%&$ knows. Ho…

on the bus

neglected posture, discolored lips / are you a free man?

bus stop

(Mature)

At the Bus Stop

In seconds, / I got senseless, / i saw my grandkids. / And picket fences / painted white.

There’s always tears in goodbyes…

There’s always tears in goodbyes / And I thought I’m strong enough by now / To watch my dad leave me that I will not shed a sin…

Me and My Hoodlum Companions

I find it disturbingly ironic when my bus is late because it’s stuck in traffic; even more so when it’s mostly empty. Sometime…

Pocketed Passport

I got my passport in my pocket, / the family in a locket. / Going along the highway, / I’m gonna do this my way.

Sacred Spaces

I’ve been a pedestrian/transit-rider since I got rid of my car in 1999. I still have my driver’s licence and occasionally drive…

the bus

The bus was full today / full of people with unknown stories and memories / a child asking his grown up friend questions / his mother swear…
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