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Poetry is just the evidence of life. If your life is burning well, poetry is just the ash. Leonard Cohen

Sunday, April 15, 2012

Trains

photo by Susie Clevenger

The trains roll in
the trains roll out
and that's the way life works
Mama says 
stay off the tracks
or you'll get yourself hurt

The whistle blows
the whistle fades
You left at half past two
I waited at the station but
you wouldn't take me with you

The tracks brought you
into this town
and you left on the train
You gave me fifty dollars
and I never learned your name.

15 comments:

Scarlet said...

That was pretty fast..what a life...Nice take on the prompt ~

Happy day to you ~

Mary said...

An unexpected and unexplained gift! I like it.

Fireblossom said...

His name was "Tex". And his horse was "Trigger" of course.

Hannah said...

I like all that you said and didn't say, rally leaves the reader wondering/hungering for more!

Susie Clevenger said...

Now that was a quick visit by train..love this! I feel you captured the temporary in life. Seems sh e should have listened to her mama and stayed off the tracks. I have been amazed at what each writer saw in my photographs.

Madeleine Begun Kane said...

Good take on that prompt. I enjoyed it.
Madeleine Begun Kane

Cad said...

And an underlying story left untold...

Margaret said...

Loved the story telling! Excelllent.

Jo-Anne's Ramblings said...

Hi I saw the link to here on Mynx's blog: http://littlemynx.wordpress.com
and thought I would pop over and have a look at who sent her those yummy marshmallow treats...... and what do I see an old photo of trains and what a great piece of writing about trains.......and my mind goes straight to my dad when we think trains in this family we think dad...........I am so glad I chose to come here

Anonymous said...

Short, sharp, and punchy. No waste, all good.

Herotomost said...

This photo reminds me of Fired Green Tomatoes and your poem had that same
vibe...nostalgic...personal...and down home. Loved it.

JustRex said...

Those first two lines started a tune in my head and it stuck there..

The trains roll in
The trains roll out
The trains play pinochle
On your snout!

And it's still stuck there!

Mary Ann Potter said...

So nicely done! A very original idea, too - a fast trip that leaves me wanting more!

Mary Ann Potter said...

So original and well done! A fast trip, too --- it left me wanting more!

Helena said...

This is my kind of poem, simplistic in message and written with heart.