Sorry! We Caught The Wrong Bus

I was catching a bus home this afternoon, as per normal, after my walk down Pakington St. However, mistakenly I caught the wrong bus !! I looked up, and I did not see the sign. In the long process of hopping on a couple of different buses, I eventually found my way home. During my time of the extra bus trips, I came up with the words of this poem.

Sorry! We Caught The Wrong Bus

Is this the air I breathe?

A misty haze out in front of me

Is this the sky I see?

A big smoggy Vee

High in the mountain plains, flowerless, without bees

Miles of burnt-out wasteland and no trees

Beyond the eroded soils, there’s the earth’s oceans

Mercury settled deep, with a topping of dead fish by the millions

Is this black bitumen I walk on?

Long oily tar rolled out by the ton

Is this real water I drink?

Manufactured I sip. On my knees I do sink!

Mother nature. “Please forgive us!”

We did not know. “Sorry! We caught the wrong bus.”



Today’s poem is in response to Weekly Prompts, and their Wednesday Challenge, which is: Bus Riding! Please go over and visit their fabulous site by clicking > Here.




Ivor Steven (c) December 2020

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G'day, and welcome to my blog site. My name is Ivor Steven, I live in Geelong, Australia. I'm an ex-industrial chemist, and a retired plumber, and a former Carer of my wife(Carole), for 30 years, who suffered from severe MS. I Write poetry about those personal thoughts, throughout and beyond my life as a Carer. I've been blogging for over 2 years, and writing poems for 19 years. Of course a lot of my poems are about my favourite subject Carole, but since I've been blogging my writings have become quite varied, humourous, mystical, observational, and even a few monster/horror poems.

40 thoughts on “Sorry! We Caught The Wrong Bus”

  1. Ivor, I remember seeing some places like this on my travels. Old abandoned mines, mountains of smelly landfill, tops of mountains chopped off, foul-smelling smokestacks spewing pollution, red tides covering the beach in dead fish. I found it so disturbing. Yes, we definitely caught the wrong bus! Take care, Ivor. Keep on calling them like you see them! ❀

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  2. Love the poem, I think i remember the wrong bus episode. Was it last year when you were recovering from your stroke?

    Always loved this song too., and the bus pictures are just great πŸ™‚ thank you for doing our challenge again, always appreciated. πŸ™‚ 🍰🧁

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  3. Beautiful artwork!
    Such an important relatable poem! We’ve all had this experience physically (wrong bus, wrong direction, wrong way, etc. ), emotionally, with what is going on in the world, etc.
    A fav song!
    πŸ™‚ πŸ™‚ πŸ™‚
    (((HUGS))) πŸ™‚

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  4. Love this poem, it resonates with times I have been somewhere unfamiliar, but also a sense of my part in ecology, you give a sense of the vastness of nature and our need to see beyond just our little bit. And bonus, the Hollies.

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    1. Thank you Paul, an older poem of mine, but I am afraid it is still very relevant and nothing seems to be changing. The allowing of the Indian coal mining in Queensland is an environmental disaster

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