National Poetry Writing Month is nearly at at end. To celebrate it, try your hand at some verse.
Pregnant silence prevailed at the station
In the air something?
A mouse skipped over the rail
Hurrying to find refuge
Pigeons pecking scraps
Took to the sky
Humans gathered on the platform
Pulling packed cases
No, a wind engulfed time and space
A voice boomed out
The train arriving at platform 1…..
blergle, bumble, blah
An arrival, an appearance
Jumbling up the entrance stairs
Mind the doors, the blow of a whistle
The train departed
The mouse returned, relieved
Pigeons repossessed their crumbs
Waiting for the next train