Cab

[Jerrybaldy]

I don't need your cab
As I cant tell you when I'm home
So just drive
Drive me past people
So I can see them
But they can't get in
Drive me to the place
By the recycling place
By the shopping place
Take me to a bar
Tell me your name.

Take me the coast Dan
Take me to the sand,
Take me to the sea
Where sugar is spun to floss
And burgers jump in buns
And fish jump into paper
To be beside the chips
And the water batters
The quay

Leave me beneath
Painted bulbs
Stale beer warmth
the winning tune of three bells
Seaweed
The distant humanity
Of a ship out at sea.

Take me home Dan
Cab man.
Set me free.

[Spiros Zafiris]

..after reading this poem, I felt it was not too harmonious..too many ideas/images jumping in from all sides
..it needs much work.>sp

[DieterM]

Well, I liked this one. Not only because it's one of the few I stumble upon before you've deleted them ;-) Of course it's not "harmonious" in the sense of "positive" but it has its own harmony, the jerrybaldy quality I always appreciate very much. There just seems to be a typo in the second stanza, first line, where a "to" is missing (Take me TO the coast Dan). I wonder why your cab man is called Dan, but then, hey, there once was a girl singing about Joe the cab man ("Joe le taxi", Vanessa Paradis), so why not Dan. Or is there another reason for this name? Whatever… as you know, I'm not a good critic; all I seem capable of telling is "like it" or "like it not". This here is definitely "like it".

[AuntShecky]

I liked this one as well. Over here the time-honored taxis are being replaced by "Uber," none of which I suppose inspire the imaginative fancies explored by your verse here.

Wish I could afford a cab. I've had several medical appts lately and have had to scramble around for rides. I also need a ride to the computer store to get a 21st century unit once and for all.