Station was busy, it was snowing.
I could hear the distance whistle blowing.
Train was bearing down, lights were glowing.
At the crossing, the train was coming around,
from Greenbush to South Station it was bound.
Snow was starting to pile up on the ground.
The commuters were excited with the sound.
Author notes
This past week the train came back to our community after many years of fighting it.
Talloaks Sandra R Reynolds
A contest entry
- - One Track Mind - by Desire.
525 points, ended November 7, 2007, 6 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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So wonderfully expressed..Like tis simple take which makes you think..Congrats on the HM!
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Thank You!
Thank You for Your entry: Greenbush Express
Powerful verse that leaves images of this train that inspires one to want to watch it travel...
Love the rhyme
Wonderful tale told and the words:
Train was bearing down...
Magnificent!
This reminded me of my last train ride
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Thank You for sharing Your Talent!
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Many blessings too
and much love~ Desire~*~
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Great write. I liked the rhyming flow of this. Great imagery in this piece, too. I have always wanted to ride on a train, but have never gotten around to it in life. Keep writing.
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