Poems About Trains Seeking Friendly Advice
#trains
Pishashee
Poem Published
29th Feb 2024 6:26am
29th Feb 2024 6:26am
Parked at Argentine
From twilight to dawn
A train moves slowly
through the yard -
no bells, no whistles.
Just the lowing steel wheels
rolling over resounding tracks,
like the long soft thunder
in a deepened aloneness.
A train moves slowly
through the yard -
no bells, no whistles.
Just the lowing steel wheels
rolling over resounding tracks,
like the long soft thunder
in a deepened aloneness.
#trains
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goldenmyst
Poem Published
17th Feb 2024 1:23am
17th Feb 2024 1:23am
Azuls de Barrancas del Cobre (Copper Canyon Blues)
Azuls de Barrancas del Cobre
(Copper Canyon Blues)
Dusty Chihuahua desolation
At lonely train depot
Desert crossroads for rail journey
Arrival
Copper Canyon is cantina calypso drums
On the slopes of the valley spirit
and the manger in a holy hostel
is a bunk bed for my blue traveler soul
Where a feminine voice sings from above
A rosary in Spanish timbre
As I sink into a paradise of lullabies
To her novena nirvana
When the sun returns like a prodigal son ...
(Copper Canyon Blues)
Dusty Chihuahua desolation
At lonely train depot
Desert crossroads for rail journey
Arrival
Copper Canyon is cantina calypso drums
On the slopes of the valley spirit
and the manger in a holy hostel
is a bunk bed for my blue traveler soul
Where a feminine voice sings from above
A rosary in Spanish timbre
As I sink into a paradise of lullabies
To her novena nirvana
When the sun returns like a prodigal son ...
#romantic
#city
#nature
#trains
#marijuana
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goldenmyst
Poem Published
7th Jul 2023 7:53pm
7th Jul 2023 7:53pm
Yukon Surreal
Yukon Surreal
Meringue snow
Where stunted pine
Awakens in Cimmerian quiet
To misty-eyed earth
Whose fogbound dream
Could be a barren Scottish highland
Where bagpipes echo
But our Yukon land
A burial ground
Marked by totem poles
To remember lost seasons
When eagle and hawk tribes
Found the path of peace
Meringue snow
Where stunted pine
Awakens in Cimmerian quiet
To misty-eyed earth
Whose fogbound dream
Could be a barren Scottish highland
Where bagpipes echo
But our Yukon land
A burial ground
Marked by totem poles
To remember lost seasons
When eagle and hawk tribes
Found the path of peace
#sky
#clouds
#mountains
#snow
#trains
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3 Comments
goldenmyst
Poem Published
20th May 2023 9:11pm
20th May 2023 9:11pm
Further Adventures of a Train Traveler
Further Adventures of a Train Traveler
Yin: “My pup has an allergy to fake men.
So long as you aren’t one he won’t bite.”
Yang: “I’ll sit with you despite Mr. Growly-Teeth.”
Yin: “But I might bite if you put on airs.”
Yang: “Once bitten, twice smitten.”
Yin: “Alright, I’ll bite you
but not on our first date.”
Yang: “I bite my tongue.”
Yin: “The cat is out of the bag.
But please feel free to get comfortable
and poetic.”
Yang: “I wish you magical sunsets
in the Fellaheen desert.
I often imagined what it...
Yin: “My pup has an allergy to fake men.
So long as you aren’t one he won’t bite.”
Yang: “I’ll sit with you despite Mr. Growly-Teeth.”
Yin: “But I might bite if you put on airs.”
Yang: “Once bitten, twice smitten.”
Yin: “Alright, I’ll bite you
but not on our first date.”
Yang: “I bite my tongue.”
Yin: “The cat is out of the bag.
But please feel free to get comfortable
and poetic.”
Yang: “I wish you magical sunsets
in the Fellaheen desert.
I often imagined what it...
#romantic
#dogs
#sensual
#trains
#seductive
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4 Comments
sublime_rhymes
Poem Published
30th Jan 2023 3:28pm
30th Jan 2023 3:28pm
some rhymes
chilling with the flow
on the road to oslo
perhaps ill meet my hoe
get the 44
unlock the door
for the shit show
ive been chilling in the mind tow
row row row my boat
lead to gun tote
with the long coat
while the rope copes
on the insects neck
the rekt sekt in check
with defect prospect
on the road to oslo
perhaps ill meet my hoe
get the 44
unlock the door
for the shit show
ive been chilling in the mind tow
row row row my boat
lead to gun tote
with the long coat
while the rope copes
on the insects neck
the rekt sekt in check
with defect prospect
#trains
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Pishashee
Poem Published
25th Dec 2022 1:02am
25th Dec 2022 1:02am
The Train Assist
It's Christmas eve,
Im waiting alongside
the RR tracks,
tucked away, and
a far distance from
the bustles of December.
The snow is quiet,
there are gobs of robins
looking for berries
as my company kept,
like little holiday
shoppers packed
in and around the thickets,
singing Carol of the Bells,
Joyous, I suddenly hear
the toll of the giant
rolling toward the coordinates,
I look up to see the
Locomotive bending
around the steel rails,
slow to an end,
...
Im waiting alongside
the RR tracks,
tucked away, and
a far distance from
the bustles of December.
The snow is quiet,
there are gobs of robins
looking for berries
as my company kept,
like little holiday
shoppers packed
in and around the thickets,
singing Carol of the Bells,
Joyous, I suddenly hear
the toll of the giant
rolling toward the coordinates,
I look up to see the
Locomotive bending
around the steel rails,
slow to an end,
...
#travel
#passion
#trains #job
#trains #job
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adagio
Poem Published
28th Jul 2022 4:15am
28th Jul 2022 4:15am
1 Mississippi, 2 Mississippi
Rising from the dust of chalk,
1 Mississippi, 2 Mississippi,
and 1 frigging bag of Cheetos.
Who gives a rhinoceros?
Ask the fool,
who Thomas Jefferson was?
He can't recite the Pledge of Allegiance
but he knows how many chicken wings
are in a bushel, that Peter Piper picked.
With his one tooth, he looks like Ollie Dragon
and his bottle of Jack Daniels is dry.
Jesus lives in Mexico and Rooster Cogburn is the guy.
1 Mississippi, 2 Mississippi,
and 1 frigging bag of Cheetos.
That's all folks! ...
1 Mississippi, 2 Mississippi,
and 1 frigging bag of Cheetos.
Who gives a rhinoceros?
Ask the fool,
who Thomas Jefferson was?
He can't recite the Pledge of Allegiance
but he knows how many chicken wings
are in a bushel, that Peter Piper picked.
With his one tooth, he looks like Ollie Dragon
and his bottle of Jack Daniels is dry.
Jesus lives in Mexico and Rooster Cogburn is the guy.
1 Mississippi, 2 Mississippi,
and 1 frigging bag of Cheetos.
That's all folks! ...
#home
#atheism
#aliens #trains
#aliens #trains
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adagio
Poem Published
14th Jun 2022 00:29am
14th Jun 2022 00:29am
Dreams I have Known
Lost souls of dreams they have known
eating tuna fish from Tupperware
clinging to walls of loneliness
waiting for shit to hit the fan
claiming they are misunderstood
as they play the lottery
getting lost in porn and comic books
eating tuna fish from Tupperware
eating tuna fish from Tupperware
clinging to walls of loneliness
waiting for shit to hit the fan
claiming they are misunderstood
as they play the lottery
getting lost in porn and comic books
eating tuna fish from Tupperware
#lies
#cars
#trains #deception
#trains #deception
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veganpoet
Poem Published
4th Jul 2020 8:47pm
4th Jul 2020 8:47pm
goodbye woman, hello lonesome drifter
drifting charcoal flowers
invade smiling dreams
nectar of bittersweet corruption
tasted
fuel for
the old rusty blues
and twilight
turns her face
into night
a wolf's paw
burned up into
the deepest reaches
of the sky
riding a freight
train
against a backdrop
of soulstreaming stars
sitting
on top
of the world
again
invade smiling dreams
nectar of bittersweet corruption
tasted
fuel for
the old rusty blues
and twilight
turns her face
into night
a wolf's paw
burned up into
the deepest reaches
of the sky
riding a freight
train
against a backdrop
of soulstreaming stars
sitting
on top
of the world
again
#love
#breakup
#dreams
#stars
#trains
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1 Comment
Morganpoet
Poem Published
16th Apr 2020 10:22am
16th Apr 2020 10:22am
UNITED
Waiting on the platform
for an overdue train,
hearing a voice full
of trauma and pain,
coming from a seat
beside a Banksia tree,
hiding behind branches
for no one to see.
A stranger was drawn to
the soul touching sound,
sat himself down by the
trunk on the ground,
taking a huge breath
he began to sing,
“With this simple song,
healing I bring.”
Using no other words
just chained melodies,
clear notes held with
vibrance, intensity,
raising up high then
delving deep below, ...
for an overdue train,
hearing a voice full
of trauma and pain,
coming from a seat
beside a Banksia tree,
hiding behind branches
for no one to see.
A stranger was drawn to
the soul touching sound,
sat himself down by the
trunk on the ground,
taking a huge breath
he began to sing,
“With this simple song,
healing I bring.”
Using no other words
just chained melodies,
clear notes held with
vibrance, intensity,
raising up high then
delving deep below, ...
#narrative
#trains
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2 Comments
Morganpoet
Poem Published
7th Apr 2020 3:23pm
7th Apr 2020 3:23pm
EXPRESS TO THIRROUL
Xanthorrhoea flower stalks
stand camouflaged amongst
bare branches and dead trees,
while Gymea Lilies release
their blood red claws
amongst burnt bark,
blown by cyclone winds.
Dusty and dry, the
undulating treetops
cry out for rain,
gullies of tree ferns
scattered with white
Pittosporum, spread
amongst the gums of
Helensburgh,
thickly forested slopes,
occasional cabbage palms
heavy with fruit,
new fronds glistening
in the end of winters’ sun.
Lantana buffers the
railway line out of...
stand camouflaged amongst
bare branches and dead trees,
while Gymea Lilies release
their blood red claws
amongst burnt bark,
blown by cyclone winds.
Dusty and dry, the
undulating treetops
cry out for rain,
gullies of tree ferns
scattered with white
Pittosporum, spread
amongst the gums of
Helensburgh,
thickly forested slopes,
occasional cabbage palms
heavy with fruit,
new fronds glistening
in the end of winters’ sun.
Lantana buffers the
railway line out of...
#forest
#travel
#trains
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