Poems of the Week


by Brian Allgar

“A swarm of driverless taxis held up traffic for hours at a junction
after one of the first public trials of the technology went wrong.”
The Telegraph

I called a taxi. To my great surprise,
There was no driver. Rashly, in I hopped,
But soon it halted. Was my choice unwise?
Around us, many other taxis stopped.

Eventually, the traffic jam was cleared,
But though I managed to complete my trip,
I’d missed my assignation, as I feared.
Needless to say, I didn’t leave a tip.