Routine

Routine like so
many others,
a dinner out
at one of our
favorites.

We order
and chit-chat
and my eyes
drift out the large,
plate glass window
to a figure stretched
out on a bus stop bench.

Not unusual.
Waiting for a bus.
Tired after a days work
or school, or what have you.

A woman approaches,
finds something amiss.
A police car is now on
the scene.  Mr. Waiting
For a Bus has become
Mr. Dead on Arrival.

All this taken in while
waiting for my dinner.
Life continues.
Death doesn’t wait.

Brian Miller over at dVerse Poets encourages us to tell a story: http://dversepoets.com/2014/01/23/meetingthebar-bedtime-stories-tall-tales-the-art-of-story-telling/

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  1. no. death does not. sad. especially to watch out the window. even if it is someone we do not know we are connected and the death is felt. i hope he has those that will mourn him.

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  2. It is so good to see you again. Your observances … the music and the beat of life and death … so well done.

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  3. An interesting take on everyday life my sweet friend :)
    I hope that your Friday is a lovely one and that the weekend
    brings you much happiness Gayle :)

    Andro xxxx

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    • Thank you. Well it really did happen to me so I just pulled it from my data bank. Enjoy your weekend too, Andro…hopefully having some fun. xoxo

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  4. Great take on life and i love death don’t wait, unlike the servant of life. Nicely done.

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  5. WOW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! “Death doesnt wait.” Succinctly told and packs a wallop!

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  6. Ohh.. that’s real and heartfelt… but people tend to die were they shouldn’t be found…

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  7. A nice twist in the end even though it’s dark.

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  8. True…life goes on ..sometimes it’s painful to watch how it does so easily when we lose someone we love and others just go on like it didn’t happen. But we have to, right?

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    • You’re right, Ayala. That poor man wasn’t anyone I knew but his passing affected me. It was something so unexpected while dining out.

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  9. Beautiful storytelling – the effect is interesting. suddenness of death…

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