Ruth Walters

Another Train Ride - Poem by Ruth Walters

His eyes meet hers,
hold her gaze momentarily,
let her drift into a state of tranquility
somehow believing he's trustworthy.

Working down to his cheeks and nose,
they hold a hint of sexual mischief,
and stir feelings in her loins
that have her grinning.

His jaw line aches to be kissed,
manly, strong yet childlike.
He has a certain vulnerability
but as he returns to the morning news

she pretends to be interested in the headlines
on the back of his paper,
from the other side of the 9.15
as it jogs into Liverpool Street Station.

Comments about Another Train Ride by Ruth Walters

  • Silver Star - 3,219 Points Babatunde Aremu (3/26/2013 7:17:00 AM)

    Nice poem. You capture the usual situation well in this poem. Thanks for sharing (Report) Reply

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  • Gold Star - 5,077 Points Paul Brookes (3/24/2013 5:31:00 AM)

    Great poem so true of many train rides I'm sure. BB (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, March 24, 2013

Poem Edited: Tuesday, May 7, 2013

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