Andrew Drury has set the bar high for any other budding poetry writers with this recently PUBLISHED poem about chatting up girls on the underground... Beautiful!
The tube, you know, is a funny thing,
Thousands of people pile right in.
You can stand or sit, next to thin or fat,
Crushed by a woman, or a man in a hat.
But what is nice, is catching an eye,
Of someone you like, and just as shy.
Both eyes meet, then away they’ll look,
Diving down to a paper or book.
But seconds later, again they meet,
Their eyes collide in a welcoming greet.
Now it starts, the guessing and games,
What are the differences? What are the sames?
You can’t help but smile, from inside a laugh,
Lucky today they’ve crossed your path.
One last look before your station arrives,
Catching the romance of underground eyes.