any picture comes to my mind,
i try to give it a body of words,
love to sit on other blooms,
for honey, color, fragrance........
A day in the life of a train! Beautiful!!
Another take on the 'trains are for old men' thought - loved thehuge steel centipedesPouring out humans from theirSquare metallic yawn . Certainly there is something nostalgic about them, yet the prompt proved that we are all secret train lovers at heart!
Pouring out humans from theirSquare metallic yawn... lovely...seems to me that while people are fascinated by trains and get nostalgic about them, trains have had enough of human freight :)
Oh.. visitor of only passerby of trains..watcher of TV.. and so manyother vicarious human ways..to avoid being human..sadder than the last caboose..:)
Wonder what it is that pulls him there every day to watch. Bif metal centipedes, Ha. Cool way of putting it. Some nice tactile words too as this goes along. I feel a bit of a grit.
This is absolutely magical :D
I specially like your description of the train here:These huge steel centipedesPouring out humans from theirSquare metallic yawnHey, I people watch a lot too ~
Yes - like promises for others that he is content to merely watch.Some day even for me, that will be excitement enough.
Well, I can definitely picture this man! I am sure he must have had many adventures on trains when he was young....daydreaming is a nice pastime sometime for those who have passed the age of adventure.
Train stations, bus stations, city parks--old men gather to daydream, to people watch, & to reconnect to the energy of others. Very nice take on the train prompt; like several others, you got me at those delectable steel centipedes.
"huge steel centipedes"--love that imagery :-)
Nice. I like the dreaminess of the old man't passtime and the way you tell his story.
I like the description of the train - just an excellent and imaginative visual. The old man and the train - makes me wonder why he goes there every day - to just people watch? No place else to feel at home? This poem gave me a lot of thoughts. I like to people watch myself.
love that you describe them as steel centipedes... and sounds like he has some vibrant memories of trains... i have too from my childhood
steel centipedes indeed! Very unique description. Nice
It is understandable perhaps he had a yearning of a train ride every so often. After getting off one wants to board again.http://imagery77.blogspot.com/2015/07/people-movers-in-many-places.htmlHank
Dear SumanaroyI loved the idea of one being well fed with dreams. As if the train and dreams can sustain his purpose in life. Poignant.
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