On the train
Night train carries me
past dark branches, high waters.
Full moon rides along.
Wail
Sing
Lonesome
train whistle
crying moonlight blues
Bump
Jolt
Rumble
Rocking me
Rolling ever on
The moon drenched river
glides among sleeping mountains
Churning waters
dancing a merry jig
down to the sea
Whitewater
tumbles pale blue
Full moon smiles
past dark branches, high waters.
Full moon rides along.
Wail
Sing
Lonesome
train whistle
crying moonlight blues
Bump
Jolt
Rumble
Rocking me
Rolling ever on
The moon drenched river
glides among sleeping mountains
Churning waters
dancing a merry jig
down to the sea
Whitewater
tumbles pale blue
Full moon smiles
posted by Plain Foolish | 11:50 AM
1 Comments:
Now, that sounded like a memorable and fun train ride. I enjoyed these little pictures you paint with words.
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