Poems About Trains by Top Critiquers
#trains
Stay Away From The Tracks
A teenage girl somewhere anywhere was busy text messaging friends on her cell phone several months ago.
She was walking along a set of railroad tracks.
Although deaf since birth, she had frequently proclaimed that she could avoid danger more easily then hearing people.
She was much more sensitive to vibrations, especially from approaching trains and those roaring train whistles.
She was wrong.
She was mangled beyond recognition.
They were able to identify the body, since her i-phone survived the collision.
She was walking along a set of railroad tracks.
Although deaf since birth, she had frequently proclaimed that she could avoid danger more easily then hearing people.
She was much more sensitive to vibrations, especially from approaching trains and those roaring train whistles.
She was wrong.
She was mangled beyond recognition.
They were able to identify the body, since her i-phone survived the collision.
#fiction
#motivational
#technology
#tragedy
#trains
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~of the deadening doldrums & monsoonal harbingers
. never any signs and sounds
of a start .. this train.. never
getting heated up even at 40
when the mid noon summer
pours in as magmatic wildfire
trying sucking soul to its last
dripping drop of its plasmic
firing flame still holding
under heavily watering or
ghostly wavering to severe
extinguishing acts- that these
winds play in whatever jargons
.. of a clinical doldrum or
a monsoonal chaos
i wait and wait in an infinite
elusive wait .. to at least taste
your manliness airs.....
of a start .. this train.. never
getting heated up even at 40
when the mid noon summer
pours in as magmatic wildfire
trying sucking soul to its last
dripping drop of its plasmic
firing flame still holding
under heavily watering or
ghostly wavering to severe
extinguishing acts- that these
winds play in whatever jargons
.. of a clinical doldrum or
a monsoonal chaos
i wait and wait in an infinite
elusive wait .. to at least taste
your manliness airs.....
#birth
#conflict
#love
#metaphor
#trains
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#1 Train Downtown
You have 30 seconds to tell me you love me
Above ground on the subway
Heading into the tunnel
I love you ...
Above ground on the subway
Heading into the tunnel
I love you ...
#love
#trains
#travel
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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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Amtrak Senryu
no train from Phoenix
just Maricopa
that is a joka
in America
so many bullets
but no bullet trains
Vistaliner, yes
see great scenery
redeeming feature
talk of modern trains
like Europe and Asia
'bout freaking time
another delay
Smokey Robinson playing
tracks of my tears
Amtrak derailments
frequent as my thoughts
both aging systems
just Maricopa
that is a joka
in America
so many bullets
but no bullet trains
Vistaliner, yes
see great scenery
redeeming feature
talk of modern trains
like Europe and Asia
'bout freaking time
another delay
Smokey Robinson playing
tracks of my tears
Amtrak derailments
frequent as my thoughts
both aging systems
#America
#senryu
#trains
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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
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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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Here I Am Ready To Catch The Last Train
I do not believe this!
Here I am ready to
catch the last train
home and it left the
station before I got
the chance to get
on that locomotive!
Here I am ready to
catch the last train
home and it left the
station before I got
the chance to get
on that locomotive!
#home
#fiction
#FreeVerse
#dialogue
#trains
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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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