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images from a train

by Peter Humphreys

through the woods
and forests fleet
past meadows sweet
and peat bog black
the train moves on

past sidings idle
factories still
the Oder Neisse ramble
'tween broken bridges
shattered towns
old ways are
still remembered
the train moves on

gargantuan towers
breathe clouds of mist
and steam to block the sun
as in the slime filled
ditches now a heron stalks
the train moves on

startled deer to copse
retreat and on the chimneys
storks will mate
as in the tiny villages
on the open roads
the vast fields of former
times dwarf the children
seeking frogs
the train moves on

and as my station
too fast appears
and students head
into the town I wonder
what the steps I walk
would say if they could
but have their voice
a whistle blows
my train moves on

03/23/2009

Posted on 03/23/2009
Copyright © 2023 Peter Humphreys

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Sandy M. Humphrey on 03/23/09 at 06:57 PM

I like to take the train and the feel of time passing through towns and fields as you capture here. Your last stanza, great. smh

Posted by Morgan D Hafele on 03/23/09 at 07:05 PM

makes me wish i could take a good long train ride across the country. but i'll settle for the short city train we have for now.

Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 03/25/09 at 01:28 AM

I enjoy this journey and your observations, its snap shots that a part of the whole, and the train as vehicle. Thank you.

Posted by Tom Goss on 03/26/09 at 05:44 PM

Fantastic flow and images, a truly enjoyable ride.

Posted by Vere Mantratriad on 03/27/09 at 03:03 PM

This is so beautifully expressed. Your use of language quite effectively takes the reader on the journey with you.

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