Poems About Trains by Top Critiquers
#trains
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
19th Sep 2024 11:21am
19th Sep 2024 11:21am
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
80 reads
6 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
324 reads
32 Comments
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
326 reads
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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
496 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
59 reads
2 Comments
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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0 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
638 reads
32 Comments
Green_Arrow
Poem Published
4th Aug 2023 12:29pm
4th Aug 2023 12:29pm
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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