Early Train Poem by Matt Mooney
Early Train
Emerging from the station dimly lit,
The Dublin train confronts the dark;
Cruising comfortably out of Kerry
Before careering headlong onwards
Across the county bounds with Cork.
Then the dawn of everlasting beauty
Waves high her magic wand of light,
Revealing lines of long sensuous hills:
Their dips and curves a low silhouette,
Black against the early morning blue.
Millstreet silhouetted there beyond,
Still lit up as if by chinese lanterns.
By Banteer, brilliant the sun’s reflection-
The far off windows splashed with gold;
Tea is served, the next stop is called:
Awaking sleeping early morning risers.
Very beautiful, Matt. You paint such gorgeous images with your words.
‘Then the dawn of everlasting beauty/Waves high her magic wand of light, ’ ~ Dawn is stimulus of many poets and you’ve portrayed metaphorically sublime canvas charming…n’ cup of Tea is heart warming in such poetic ambience… thanks sharing Hon’ble Poet Matt Regards Ms. Nivedita UK 10/10
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Delivering Poems Around The World
Poems are the property of their respective owners. All information has been reproduced here for educational and informational purposes to benefit site visitors, and is provided at no charge...
4/25/2024 4:43:22 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Unique documentation of a journey through dawn. The motion, the imagery, the metaphors....overall a lucidity silently brings the light of dawning throughout the expanded canvass. Just feel in secret we the readers also the co-passenger in that train but the poet does not know that. Beautiful journey indeed. Thank you for sharing....10+++ Regards, pranab