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:
One hurries past but ignores my plight,
waiting alone in the dead of night.
Try hailing again but they’re already taken
so I carry on trying, frustrated, forsaken.
Anytime now I’ll be lucky, surely,
and a cabbie will come to take me to Horley.
Right, that’s it, I’ve had enough,
as I head for the bus, in a right old huff!
© Catherine Smith