Poems from People-Watching at the DMV

Forced waiting in public is a perfect people-watching opportunity that can turn into poetry or prose. Here’s what arose from my recent visit to the DMV to get my driver’s license renewed, when I waited over an hour for my number to be called. These ditties aren’t going to win any awards, but I entertained myself mightily!

 

People-Watching at the DMV

 

a slice of americana

at the DMV

 

young dad

with a toddler girl

napping on his lap

her Hello Kitty backpack

resting at his feet

 

college student

with chipped purple toenails 

reading a textbook

chewing her lip 

 

middle-aged man

in a camouflage hat

legs outstretched

almost asleep

 

50-something guy

in a Sig’s Lagoon t-shirt

chatting with a teen 

nervously tapping his toes

 

quiet elderly couple 

holding hands

wearing matching jackets

(Pittsburgh Steelers)

 

young married couple

playing with a baby

whose thick black hair

sported a Mohawk 

 

bored-looking mom

with an adolescent boy

in a surgical boot

playing with her phone

 

uptight man

in a business suit

and shiny leather shoes

complaining bitterly

about the wait

 

people-watching at the DMV:

a slice of americana

Shoes I Saw at the DMV

 

shiny black loafers

leather athletic shoes

strappy leather sandals

blue canvas surgical boot

two-toned brown wingtips

black suede platform sandals

faux leather ankle boots

black patent flats with a bow at the toes

pink Velcro tennis shoes

hiking boots with caked-on mud

black jackboots

red checkered Vans

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Photo from Anthony F. on Foursquare

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