A poem is a train
Rhythmic lyrics hug together like
the passengers are words, stuck to their seats
some deep in inspired conversation
And others uncomfortable, strangers in the same space
Stacked together in their seats, neat.
Commas hang loosely in the aisles
As the poet, inspects, and strolls down the stanzas
stamping the lyrical travellers in to order
The train heaves to a trundling shuffling legato
Its carriages are cadences
linked by buffered themes
Stopping starting sticking to the tracks
heads to a layby or whips past the inspiration station
missing its purpose.
Procrastinating leaves on each line
Prevent it reaching its inevitable destination
A full stop, a pause to refuel
The writer prepares the journey
Buys the ticket
and hopes the journey, is eventful and beautiful
A running commentary that thrills at each tilt.
All aboard! You have given us all a comfortable and beautiful journey. Thank you
a poem like a train.. well, it sounds quite an original point of view :) ''The writer prepares the journey / Buys the ticket / and hopes the journey, is eventful and beautiful'' but I'd say that's the reader the one who buys the ticket and hopes to enjoy the journey.. ;) Thanks for sharing, Gavin, and WELCOME at PH! Cheers
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Beautiful train of thought, well articulated, nicely encapsulated and insightfully penned with conviction. A lovely analogy bristling with knowledge. Thanks for sharing Gavin. Please read my poem MANDELA - THE IMMORTAL ICON.