Clarkdale
unknown city
built by the pioneers
out of the dust of the desert,
humble bastion of “civilization”
alongside a flowing river,
between the arroyos
rose the town of
Clarkdale
railroad
spur sparkled once
in the eyes of Clarkdale
as the agents strolled by the town,
gala event prepared to solicit
the dream, fortuitous phantom
of silver connections
brought there by the
railroad
deluge
in late August
cried out tears of protest
against their vain aspirations
as washed away the remnants of Clarkdale,
shattered pieces of stone and wood
cleansed by the flowing streams
halt the railroad’s
deluge
Author notes
Triple Rictameters
I really did try to research it, but found nothing. I believe it was a prospective railroad depot, that never came into existence. But it is on no RR map of NM, so I envisioned the rest.
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- Last Train to Clarkdale by hoodoolover.
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Comments
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Very Nice. I really liked it. This isn't my writing style- which i prefer- but you got all of my attention.
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My my a great triple rictameter, I think you did very well imagining this from the picture. I couldn't find a thing out about it, so thanks for giving me another great picture to consider,
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very nice rictameter it is a song, by the monkey or sung by the monkey, i know it was sung by the monkeys, but as to where there insperation came from , i have no idea. but i do love the triple rictameter of this poem.
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wow, this is very interesting and well done. I love old railroad lore and the ghost buildings of the west; I think you have added a classic tale to that pot with this.
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