train whistles
whistling across horizon
tracks run rolling, rollicking
around stoney canyons
rocky, tumbling rivers
near abandoned mines
through tunnels, over bridges
majestic mountains and plains
painted desert views
life's journey mysterious
on magical train
with wheels of steel
bringing you home
flying on the iron breeze
thunder crashing
lightning flashing
I love trains, the sound of banjos playing, and mandolins. This poem brought back memories of all that back like a brick falling on my head. All the words you chose, whistling, rolling, tunnels, bridges all forged a vivid picture in my mind. Thanks for your inspiring poem.
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Alain
Love the way you made the poem m o v e. Juxtoposition of
sounds and images, the speed, the hustle. Really feel like you are riding on a train! Watching landscape fly by and hearing the rumble and the clack. "Thunder crashing, lightning flashing." Haven't been on a train in years. Poem makes you want to flag one down and hop aboard! L o v e . i t !! xOx Pea xOx
This brings back so many good memories when taking a train was a cheaper and more comfortable way to travel then taking a plane...now sadly it is far too expensive...
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Alain
Loved it!
Eileen
Love the trains and your poem captures them!
sounds and images, the speed, the hustle. Really feel like you are riding on a train! Watching landscape fly by and hearing the rumble and the clack. "Thunder crashing, lightning flashing." Haven't been on a train in years. Poem makes you want to flag one down and hop aboard! L o v e . i t !! xOx Pea xOx
Be always safe,
Karen
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