Grass moves with the wind
Granting myself peace to dream
From the train window
Tag: train
A Girl on the Train
A sweet-smelling scent
the beginnings of a sneeze
Too polite to turn away
Lush, cascading hair falling
pensive reflection in the window
Gorgeous amber silk skin
Her hair is a dream of my youth
I want to reach out and brush her hair
To remember my Mother’s love
A pretty young lady on the train
immersed within the mobile telephone
Yet thoughtful, regal, waiting
Coming Home
I am moving towards you.
Suburbia moves on as farmland relaxes my vision.
A distant mountain range and trees in the foreground; I float between the two.
The dreamy afternoon light flickers between the trees as the train moves towards you.
The Quiet Carriage
A quiet carriage,
thoughts of being alone.
The tension remains
as the passenger fidgets.
Headphones separate us,
yet there is no escape.
Living in a prison of sorts
wishing for the platform to arrive.
Why must every window be viewed
when it’s so dark outside?
Haiku: Nomadic
A lengthy train trip
Rolling through the countryside
Belonging nowhere
Thoughts of Her
I think of her softly,
the way she moved and the things she said.
Even now, she moves through me,
even as the rain softly falls on the windows.
Someone said you should love,
yet I want to tell them to go fuck themselves,
for love has broken my heart into a thousand pieces.
Yet, still, I sit and think of her,
the little ways she made my day bright and happy,
how we talked about everything.
I miss her sunflower soul dearly,
for her soul calmed me through my many storms.
Me, alone with my broken heart;
I keep the sadness close to feel her.
Sitting in my seat;
on the train, her face and eyes come to me
as the rain turns into icy pieces of snow.
The Train Seat
Limbs fold
into each other,
squeezing into
the train seat.
Train Dream
on the train
my mind is far away
you sit at home
I miss you
I imagine a castle
climbing the walls to reach you
my fingers bleed down the stone
the pain is bearable
darkness takes me
we fall together softly
a long love kiss
a bear hug
off the train
back to you
To the Sea
moving through
the smoggy air
feeling weak
everyone stares
following the line
metal tins move
feeling tense
no one cares
missed the stop
she continues on
feeling wild
her mind flares
the sea arrives
she runs to her
feeling love
the sea cares
C & K 