poem- headphone man

I walk everywhere or if I can’t I catch public transport. This poem to me symbolises my attempts at connecting with those around me, the self absorbed ones who I try and greet or even just smile at. Great poem!

Shawn L. Bird

Hey, headphone man

with your head cast down,

I drive past you each day as you soldier on your way,

Always in the same place, unless you are late,

or I am early.

I try to catch your eye, but you march with determination

toward your destination.

I want to share our small connection, give a wave, or smile,

but you just stare at the ground, absorbed in the sound in your head.

Hey headphone man!

Look around!

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I’ve been working on this one for ages, as I do pass this guy every day on my way to work.

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