Commute-Side Dreams

Obligations force a daily slog

This was originally written for a poetry competition called Pier Pressure. The poem had to be on the subject of 'obligations'. I have also uploaded a second poem ("The Last Laugh" ) that was written for the same competition.

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The commute takes me past the pool
Deep and blue,
Sweet and cool.

Past the meadows, green and lush
Away from the bustle,
The city’s rush.

I long to run across the green,
Dive into the pool,
And swim unseen.

To loll on the grass with the flowers around
Enjoying the sun,
Feeling firm ground.

But I turn my back to the morning sun
And head to the city:
I’ve meetings to run.

The family’s at home, needing the cash
So I suffer the hustle:
The daily dash.

One day the kids will fly the nest,
I’ll empty my bank
And enjoy my rest.

I’ll lie on the grass and swim in the stream
When my time is my own,
And until then I’ll dream…