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The Midnight Special
by William Bonilla → (All Poetry by William Bonilla)
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I Woke in a dark kind of mood and this is what I brewed

The Midnight Special ~~~*~~~ I found myself lonely Though surrounded Not by love ones Sitting in the darkness At a lost station Waiting for The Midnight Special That sinister train Draped in black and purple Destination “The Unknown”. Don’t worry Some one whispered In the darkness of my fear That’s the train of life None will ever miss “All Aboard!” I heard the conductor’s cry Though I couldn’t see his face T’was hidden within A dark hooded robe Of a druid's high priest The loud low bass voice Sent chill Throughout my spine. “All Aboard! “ He cried out, one more time As the train’s engine Rhymed itself To the beat Of muffled drums Passing me by Without another conductor’s Cry Leaving me behind To wonder why. I felt tiny fingers Caressing my face Patting my hands I felt a cool breeze As a door opened From behind A golden glow of light Rescued me from the darkness of gloom Within my room. Grand children rushing in Yelling wake up Grandpa We’re going to Disney World And that was that. 　 By: William Bonilla “D’Artagnan” 01/18/2013

Reviewed by Jms Bell

Reviewed on January 31, 2013

SO THE TRAIN PASSED YOU BY, HUH? DON'T CARE HOW 'YOU' MIGHT FEEL ABOUT IT, YOU AIN'T GOING NO WHERE UNTIL THE MAN UPSTAIRS SAYS ITS TIME TO GO...AND THANK GOD FOR GRANDCHILDREN! SO GLAD THEY INSTANTLY MADE THE DIFFERENCE IN YOUR 'DOWN' RISING. HOW WAS DISNEY LAND?!? GREAT, HUH?! GOOD! NONE OF US ARE WHAT WE USED TO BE BUT WE ARE STILL HERE AND THAT'S THE WAY GOD WANTS IT. I CAN ACCEPT THAT BECAUSE I KNOW GOD KNOWS WHAT'S BEST FOR ME. LOVE AND BLESSINGS, MY FRIEND AND FAITH ABOUNDING TO YOU AND YOURS. JOYCE * HIS INSPIRATIONS

Reviewed by Vivian Dawson

Reviewed on January 30, 2013

A sinister train at the switching
station to the Love train *William*
Thanks for the nightmare turned dream

Lady Vivian

Reviewed by Ronald Hull

Reviewed on January 29, 2013

You missed the train but not the joy of your grandchildren interrupting your dream. Precious.

I'll never forget that line: �� And let the midnight special, shine its ever lovin' light on you.� I interpreted that line to mean that death would come in the night and relieve someone from the misery of imprisonment.

Ron

Reviewed by Annabel Sheila

I can't think of a better way to be pulled from a nightmare than by the sound of a grandchild's voice...My little grandson has pulled me from some very dark places...nicely done, William...

Anna

Reviewed by Jane Noponen Perinacci

Yup! There's nothing like grandkids to shake you out of a down mood. Their voices shatter darkness.

Love ya!

Jane

Reviewed by Victoria's Poetry & Voices of Muse

oh this is soooo cool William
next time lock the door & maybe
just maybe that train will be
passing through again!

In The Groove Locomotion &
The Boogie Woogie Steam Train
Vickie

Reviewed by George Carroll

Leave it to little tikes to snap you back to reality and happiness.

Reviewed by Mr. Ed

Gotta love kids for rescuing us from dark moods.

Reviewed by Bernice Angoh

What a haunting poem, almost giving up the ghost maybe? Thank goodness for your little rescuers, remain blessed.

Reviewed by Budd Nelson

they do tend to take everything else away and replace it with just thier pressence
budd

Reviewed by Andre Bendavi ben-YEHU

This poem has passed by the nine main emotions of life, and closed with the freshest one. It received a shower of grace rinsed with dews of sublimity... "The Midnight Special" is a huge star shining on constellation Creativity.

Viva the Poet!

In respect and appreciation,

Andre Emmanuel Bendavi ben-YEHU

Reviewed by Jerry Bolton

Drat! Rescued by the gaiety of children. Still. The dream was real.