Leaving a mark
On a train journey to Glasgow
an inspector punched my ticket.
He left an unusual shaped hole;
peculiar in size and in shape.
At Stafford, another inspector
with his unique ticket punch.
Holes of different size and shape.
After Carlisle came another.
My trip punctuated by the
inspectors I met on the way.
My journey described by all the
punches my ticket had received.
The inspectors judged by the
impressions they made on the trip.
from the volume “Newbury Makar”, 2013
John Black
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