Routine Stop

Time waits for the bus
Like any other mortal,
Though he’s never late.



13 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. Write Girl
    Jul 25, 2013 @ 23:01:31

    I remember those days of waiting for the bus. Thanks for conjuring old memories. Great haiku!


  2. readinpleasure
    Jul 26, 2013 @ 09:15:21

    This is profound


  3. Ramesh Sood
    Jul 26, 2013 @ 13:03:42

    Interesting take on the prompt…yes..


  4. Alice Keys
    Jul 29, 2013 @ 12:10:36

    Thanks for the thought provoking haiku.

    I’m waiting on buses again but have given up waiting on time. Since I stopped saving time, I have lots of it. Time is more like a bowl of jello than a string or measuring tape. A clock has nothing to do with the real thing.

    I got too deep for myself there. I’d better swim for the surface and take a breath.;-)


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