Friday the Thirteenth empty trains going the other way Bus shuttle spewed jovity and mirth Its all about the small talk commuters From hello to goodbye – an amazing ride Continue reading

Metro Friday the Thirteen so far so good Three orange trains going the other way Finally appears a blue train going my way Oh!  the predictable unpredictability Continue reading

Best plans laid to waste remarkably like the green on the watershed run The walk was a hitch on a free bus as the angry storm came by just to mess up The best laid plans of turning a new leaf of a die hard commuter on buses and trains The women transformed for the Continue reading

A calm surrendering to public transportation ensues in the morning breeze Alone at the bus stop then swallowed along with the rest of the sardines I was jostled, tossed and wasted as we went from station to station – doors closing The newness of public commute had gotten to me, muscles, bones, brains and all Continue reading

I skipped Metro #6 and got a ride home Skipped writing class and made a full meal Cleaned the house and the night is still young Scrolling through where were you on 9/11 Continue reading

Adonis chatting up one blond and one brunette at the bus stop Start of the day should be simply like everyday In New York City, Washington DC and Shanksville is but The etched replay – a nation shall never forget 9/11 Continue reading

The top green color distracted me from Thumbs zigzaging across small screens I counted ten passwords for those things Then Dee saved me from the tunnel traffic Continue reading

Burgundy & Gold peppered with workday odor Permeating through the Rosslyn tunnels As cassowary-like commuters cram The cabs of the orange line train to Vienna Continue reading