The bees credit it as some point of luxury
to be on the Tube.
They keep meaning to take the bus,
but tonight it was raining busy
people and a real weasel.
The wet walk up Charing Cross road
was not the easiest way.
One more stop. More peppermint
and fennel.
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Today, 3rd October, was National Poetry Day in the UK. To mark a day dedicated to poetry, yes, you have already read a poem. You may also wish to read my musings and the short poem I wrote earlier this year for World Poetry Day. Please do keep reading and enjoying poetry on any day.
Beaded Quill 
4 thoughts on “The Home Commute”