Bright red elephant
What sights do you see?
This sprawling city
Lay out at your feet
Markets stalls busy
Nobody’s buying
Voices loud calling
Everyone looking for attention.
Crossing a road
The cars stop for no one
You grab my hand
We fight our way through
Search for a café
Refreshment is needed
Stir dishwater tea with
Plastic spoons.
Reah Roberts ©2009
Tales From Behind A Cushion 
thought you had put writing way back on the far back burner…nice to see your verses again.