Member Poem

Was it all in the mind?
nothing much transpired,,
then sudden thought meteor,
impact on the eardrum, 
It needed little prompting,
or indeed that sly nudge.
One by one the phrasing,
image and tinevitable picture,
Why something like this,
in a  boisterous alleyway,
defiant of description,
Black coal shadow  plot,,
late night catcall resonates,
shady figure  swinging
from lantern glow to,
empty bean shop pole,
Bus hop vacant veering  , 
rounding off its  sullen shift,
Nightlink trundling awkwardly,
to isolated mist edge halt,
still my distant gaze,
might  fathom even now