Poems About Trains Published by Members Recently Online
#trains
PAR
Poem Published
31st Aug 2022 6:31pm
31st Aug 2022 6:31pm
The Buttonholes
Remember me
in the morning
as if the ground
of the city
disappeared
under your feet.
Let your gaze stay
in the upper left drawer
amid the cutlery.
Make it look like
you've forgotten a detail
when the train doors open.
PAR
in the morning
as if the ground
of the city
disappeared
under your feet.
Let your gaze stay
in the upper left drawer
amid the cutlery.
Make it look like
you've forgotten a detail
when the train doors open.
PAR
#anxiety
#love
#heartbroken
#morning
#trains
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PAR
Poem Published
31st Aug 2022 6:31pm
31st Aug 2022 6:31pm
The Buttonholes
Remember me
in the morning
as if the ground
of the city
disappeared
under your feet.
Let your gaze stay
in the upper left drawer
amid the cutlery.
Make it look like
you've forgotten a detail
when the train doors open.
PAR
in the morning
as if the ground
of the city
disappeared
under your feet.
Let your gaze stay
in the upper left drawer
amid the cutlery.
Make it look like
you've forgotten a detail
when the train doors open.
PAR
#anxiety
#love
#heartbroken
#morning
#trains
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oldmanG
Poem Published
26th Sep 2024 11:59pm
26th Sep 2024 11:59pm
Untitled(Sounds of the City)
Untitled (Sounds of the City)
Dew hangs above the blades of grass
Like some Chinese weather balloon
Sink into the hammock of my sleep
As my thoughts dream their dreams
Pick up my thoughts and some coffee
Put em into the passenger side
With no safety belt
Train on the tracks that pass through town
Clack their clackety clacks
As the light turns green
Pick up the rhythm the city lays down
Hear the beep beep of reverse
Delivery at the market
Siren picks up where delivery left off ...
Dew hangs above the blades of grass
Like some Chinese weather balloon
Sink into the hammock of my sleep
As my thoughts dream their dreams
Pick up my thoughts and some coffee
Put em into the passenger side
With no safety belt
Train on the tracks that pass through town
Clack their clackety clacks
As the light turns green
Pick up the rhythm the city lays down
Hear the beep beep of reverse
Delivery at the market
Siren picks up where delivery left off ...
#city
#trains
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oldmanG
Poem Published
26th Sep 2024 11:59pm
26th Sep 2024 11:59pm
Untitled(Sounds of the City)
Untitled (Sounds of the City)
Dew hangs above the blades of grass
Like some Chinese weather balloon
Sink into the hammock of my sleep
As my thoughts dream their dreams
Pick up my thoughts and some coffee
Put em into the passenger side
With no safety belt
Train on the tracks that pass through town
Clack their clackety clacks
As the light turns green
Pick up the rhythm the city lays down
Hear the beep beep of reverse
Delivery at the market
Siren picks up where delivery left off ...
Dew hangs above the blades of grass
Like some Chinese weather balloon
Sink into the hammock of my sleep
As my thoughts dream their dreams
Pick up my thoughts and some coffee
Put em into the passenger side
With no safety belt
Train on the tracks that pass through town
Clack their clackety clacks
As the light turns green
Pick up the rhythm the city lays down
Hear the beep beep of reverse
Delivery at the market
Siren picks up where delivery left off ...
#city
#trains
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dartford
Paul S...
Paul S...
Poem Published
19th Dec 2024 11:55pm
19th Dec 2024 11:55pm
a fear of falling
positioned myself
where I thought the gap between the
train and the platform would be narrowest
escape I’ve ever had
where I thought the gap between the
train and the platform would be narrowest
escape I’ve ever had
#fear
#trains
71 reads
2 Comments
dartford
Paul S...
Paul S...
Poem Published
19th Dec 2024 11:55pm
19th Dec 2024 11:55pm
a fear of falling
positioned myself
where I thought the gap between the
train and the platform would be narrowest
escape I’ve ever had
where I thought the gap between the
train and the platform would be narrowest
escape I’ve ever had
#fear
#trains
71 reads
2 Comments
PoetSpeak
Poem Published
24th Apr 2024 5:48pm
24th Apr 2024 5:48pm
Art, Decay, Seeing in Perspective
I ride subways often
Most stations are acceptable
Then there’s the L Train
Union Square
14th Street
Crimes against cleanliness
Old tile walls
They will never be repaired
Disgraceful
Yet …
There’s beauty too
A wall so tired and beyond salvation
An artist like myself captures it
Presents it for your viewing pleasure
Most stations are acceptable
Then there’s the L Train
Union Square
14th Street
Crimes against cleanliness
Old tile walls
They will never be repaired
Disgraceful
Yet …
There’s beauty too
A wall so tired and beyond salvation
An artist like myself captures it
Presents it for your viewing pleasure
#art
#philosophical
#dirty
#trains
#WritingPoetry
350 reads
32 Comments
PoetSpeak
Poem Published
24th Apr 2024 5:48pm
24th Apr 2024 5:48pm
Art, Decay, Seeing in Perspective
I ride subways often
Most stations are acceptable
Then there’s the L Train
Union Square
14th Street
Crimes against cleanliness
Old tile walls
They will never be repaired
Disgraceful
Yet …
There’s beauty too
A wall so tired and beyond salvation
An artist like myself captures it
Presents it for your viewing pleasure
Most stations are acceptable
Then there’s the L Train
Union Square
14th Street
Crimes against cleanliness
Old tile walls
They will never be repaired
Disgraceful
Yet …
There’s beauty too
A wall so tired and beyond salvation
An artist like myself captures it
Presents it for your viewing pleasure
#art
#philosophical
#dirty
#trains
#WritingPoetry
350 reads
32 Comments
PoetSpeak
Poem Published
24th Apr 2024 5:48pm
24th Apr 2024 5:48pm
Art, Decay, Seeing in Perspective
I ride subways often
Most stations are acceptable
Then there’s the L Train
Union Square
14th Street
Crimes against cleanliness
Old tile walls
They will never be repaired
Disgraceful
Yet …
There’s beauty too
A wall so tired and beyond salvation
An artist like myself captures it
Presents it for your viewing pleasure
Most stations are acceptable
Then there’s the L Train
Union Square
14th Street
Crimes against cleanliness
Old tile walls
They will never be repaired
Disgraceful
Yet …
There’s beauty too
A wall so tired and beyond salvation
An artist like myself captures it
Presents it for your viewing pleasure
#art
#philosophical
#dirty
#trains
#WritingPoetry
350 reads
32 Comments
PoetSpeak
Poem Published
24th Apr 2024 5:48pm
24th Apr 2024 5:48pm
Art, Decay, Seeing in Perspective
I ride subways often
Most stations are acceptable
Then there’s the L Train
Union Square
14th Street
Crimes against cleanliness
Old tile walls
They will never be repaired
Disgraceful
Yet …
There’s beauty too
A wall so tired and beyond salvation
An artist like myself captures it
Presents it for your viewing pleasure
Most stations are acceptable
Then there’s the L Train
Union Square
14th Street
Crimes against cleanliness
Old tile walls
They will never be repaired
Disgraceful
Yet …
There’s beauty too
A wall so tired and beyond salvation
An artist like myself captures it
Presents it for your viewing pleasure
#art
#philosophical
#dirty
#trains
#WritingPoetry
350 reads
32 Comments
PoetSpeak
Poem Published
24th Apr 2024 5:48pm
24th Apr 2024 5:48pm
Art, Decay, Seeing in Perspective
I ride subways often
Most stations are acceptable
Then there’s the L Train
Union Square
14th Street
Crimes against cleanliness
Old tile walls
They will never be repaired
Disgraceful
Yet …
There’s beauty too
A wall so tired and beyond salvation
An artist like myself captures it
Presents it for your viewing pleasure
Most stations are acceptable
Then there’s the L Train
Union Square
14th Street
Crimes against cleanliness
Old tile walls
They will never be repaired
Disgraceful
Yet …
There’s beauty too
A wall so tired and beyond salvation
An artist like myself captures it
Presents it for your viewing pleasure
#art
#philosophical
#dirty
#trains
#WritingPoetry
350 reads
32 Comments
KristinaX
Poem Published
8th May 2023 9:00pm
8th May 2023 9:00pm
Tunnels
Having sunk to the bottom, to the trains,
you manage to get into the last car,
and stand against the window;
starts dancing overboard.
But it’s not the seams of the tunnel that flash,
but it’s not the networks of wires that run,
take a closer look - this is how time passes,
take a closer look - this is how the years fly.
And already in the dark reflection,
a larger-sized silhouette stands,
it’s good that you can’t see how
painful it is.
It's good that flickering
behind dark glass erases...
you manage to get into the last car,
and stand against the window;
starts dancing overboard.
But it’s not the seams of the tunnel that flash,
but it’s not the networks of wires that run,
take a closer look - this is how time passes,
take a closer look - this is how the years fly.
And already in the dark reflection,
a larger-sized silhouette stands,
it’s good that you can’t see how
painful it is.
It's good that flickering
behind dark glass erases...
#depression
#apathy
#LifeStruggles
#LifeCycle
#trains
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