I was wondering why a new Creative Writing Ink prompt hadn’t been put up for this week – turns out, the version of the site I normally go to hadn’t been updated, hence my somewhat late offering! This is the best my brain can manage in 15 minutes after a week at work:
Taxi! Taxi!
Taxi! Taxi!
One hurries past but ignores my plight,
waiting alone in the dead of night.
Taxi! Taxi!
Try hailing again but they’re already taken
so I carry on trying, frustrated, forsaken.
Taxi! Taxi!
Anytime now I’ll be lucky, surely,
and a cabbie will come to take me to Horley.
Taxi! Taxi!
Right, that’s it, I’ve had enough,
as I head for the bus, in a right old huff!
© Catherine Smith
Comments welcome

Perfect poem, I love it
Thanks Wanda
Nicely done! It almost sounds like a Children book. Which is a good thing! I can’t get words to rhyme if my life depends on it.
Thanks! Such nice feedback
Maybe I should leave things to the last minute every week!
A very accurate depiction!!