6:15 Train from Philly by Gavin M Royburnt out concrete buildings
litter the path as we go
far gone dreams and sorrows
people I'll never know
a story of a time gone past
a mystery of time elapsed
it's hard to believe happiness
existed in these cold, dead husks
my mind wanders
to children in the yard
my heart wonders
of what had become
of these homes and lives
now as I pass through farther away
from the dying city and decay
I look upon suburban dreams
mcmansions, these modern homes
a snapshot in time that shows
the current view of what I mourned
neighbors and families
oblivious to what will come
layers of dust
have yet to mark the time
metal will yield to rust
dimming the vibrancy of life
a short distance from where
long dead embers deny
love, labor and life
in an empty, burnt out home
04/04/2009 Posted on 04/04/2009 Copyright © 2025 Gavin M Roy
Member Comments on this Poem |
Posted by A. Paige White on 04/05/09 at 04:48 AM You definitely took me on a train ride with this. You captured it. Gracious. The last stanza leaves the trip so forlorn in my mind I'm thankful for cheering in the cool of a morning for four year olds on a T-Ball field. Excellent write! |
Posted by Gabriel Ricard on 04/05/09 at 01:22 PM It's definitely a tour that sticks in your mind. The imagery in this matches the tone perfectly. Really, really nice work, man. |
Posted by Quentin S Clingerman on 04/05/09 at 01:29 PM From my view your best writing yet! Description full of the poignancy of life and loss. Rebuilding with always the potential of loss. The cycle of cities, of areas, of civilizations I think. Thought provoking as well as evocative. |
Posted by Philip F De Pinto on 10/16/14 at 12:44 PM a wonderful bit of writing out your heart. congratulations on POTD. |
Posted by Uriel Tovar on 10/16/14 at 05:57 PM i'm glad that this was featured because i might have otherwise missed it. |
Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 10/17/14 at 01:14 AM Excellent poetic snapshot of urban decay, and far reaching impact it has on you personally, and humanity as a whole. Worthy choice for POTD! |
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