The Bus is my Sanctuary

When I get on the bus,
I can let my mind be free,
free to write this poem,
free to stop, and eat ice cream.

On the bus, I think about
great heroes, superman;
speeding planes, leaping
over tall buildings.

Sitting in my sanctuary,
I am transported to the moon.
There, I meet movie stars,
riding in my artistic studio.

I watch the characters,
And the actors perform
great Shakespearean plays.

Then, I Block out
the skyscrapers, The noise,
and the pollution

The bus is a quite place

Where ever I should go,
The bus is my sanctuary