Watch Out

The world's greatest Poetry Bus, invented by the world's greatest blogger, Mr. Totalfeckineejit of the Lost Land of Eejit, has embarked. See the previous post for prompts. Here's the photo I chose and the poem to go with it:

Inevitability

For a moment before
I asked you what was wrong
a sensation of otherness
swept through my blood
and my hand rose to stop
the words.
Call it intuition,
that foreknowledge
of my life about to break
in half. My hand paused
midway to my mouth:
Why? Was I suddenly brave?
If so, courage deserted me
when I saw your head begin
to turn and your mouth moving.
A suitcase swam through the air
on flippers like a seal,
caught you on your forehead
and knocked you to the floor.
It swam out the open window
and I never saw it again
although I called and called

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And we're off:

Jeanne Iris is through the door here.

Rachel Fox turns everything upside down here.

Dominic meets his crossing here.

Karen stuns us here.

The Weaver of Grass embarks here.

Carolina sweeps us into her corner here.

The Bug stops here.

Martin grabs us here.

Emerging Writer emerges from hiatus here.

Gwei of the silken robes lies here.

Scott catches his first Bus here.

Dave leaps aboard here.

Doctor FTSE waves down the Bus here.

Lovely Jinksy parts the curtain here.

And here lies the Poetikat.

Heather flutters over here.

Helen hands us her ticket here.

Niamh bakes over here.

And here is Titus flayed.

Erratic Thoughts practices erraticism here.

Watercats croons a tune here.

NanU tells a gory tale here.

Jessica grips us here.

Izzy's here.

Yvonne paints a picture here.

And here's the frenetic Eejit man looking back at love.