It was a difficult time between us
The train I'd often catch replaced by bus
Two hundred fifty miles through England
Reconciliation roses in hand
Wilting as the air-con churned out dry heat
Petals accumulated at my feet
The stop at Didcot allowed time to call
Sweet connection to my Lauren Bacall
From a phone box with a urinal's aroma
I could reassure I'd soon be with her
A flat mate offered to take a message
Explained my love had gone on a passage
Crossing country, trying the usual train
But due to engineering works between Paignton and Thetford buses will be replacing trains this weekend, again
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n.b. NaPoWriMo 2023. Day 9 Sonnet Sunday. This is officially a fourteen line sonnet, but with a very long, disjointed (ironically) fourteenth line, that disrupts the timing.
CLP 09/04/2023
Love in the the times of engineering works isn’t easy, eh?
Enjoyed reading your sonnet Chris. Thank you:)
Love this my friend. Definite nostalgic vibes 😁🖤