The nightrain falls in a flood of tears down the face of the window. Comes the dawn, it wipes its eyes and puts on a smile, as if nothing ever happened, carrying forth. I know how it feels, because I do my best crying in the darkness of the night.
Karla
This is something we can all relate to, thank you so much for sharing this here
God Bless
Michelle~
Reviewed by Kathryn Collins (Reader)
Reviewed on May 2, 2007
Karla,
I see the tears of the nighttrain and feel the wheels heading down the track. Haven't we all covered our feelings in others' presence covering our tears.
Powerful drama wrapped in a package that is open and honest. A line of an old favorite song of mine from the sixties comes to mind with this write...
"Don't let the sun, catch you crying..."
Man shouldn't be ashamed to be seen crying, it shows that he or she still have a shred of humanity on this dehumanized world.
Please, use my soul as your hanky.
Georg
Mary Angela Nangini's poems celebrate the richness of life and love. From the city to cottage-country and the roads in between, Nangini explores the changing seasons of her varied region. (This book will soon be reprinted in hard cover.)
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Sharon
This is something we can all relate to, thank you so much for sharing this here
God Bless
Michelle~
I see the tears of the nighttrain and feel the wheels heading down the track. Haven't we all covered our feelings in others' presence covering our tears.
Kathy
Love Tinka
Powerful poem you have penned here; very well done! Your sadness is clearly evident! BRAVA, keep on writing!
(((HUGS))) and much love, your twin sister, Karen Lynn. :D
"Don't let the sun, catch you crying..."
Fee
Please, use my soul as your hanky.
Georg
Be safe,
Karen
Love,
Taylor
"Nightrain" just flows richly in imagery and symbolism. Enjoyed it.
I salute You, Poet.
Andre Emmanuel Bendavi ben-YEHU
Beautiful analogy...
Love,
Eileen