Sunday Writing Prompt 23-8-19, “Train Ticket”

train

So we boarded the Northern train
in howling winds and stinging rain.
The guard, with duties now performed
gives one last cry of all aboard.
Green flag raised, his whistle blows,
checks the carriage doors all closed.

Whilst stowing cases overhead
released our snorting fiery steed
With metal and mesh racks overflowing
four bare round lamps, all gently glowing.
As we settle back on the velour seating
Our ankles warmed by piped steam heating.

So leaving the station far behind
we catch the rhythm of the lines.
Windows sealed against the chill
the rhythmic, rocking, motion will
enfold us, in it’s gentle arms
as we succumb to it’s lazy charms

After eight long hours the race is run
to our right the rising sun
our destination close ahead
reluctantly our journey’s end.
So sadly we depart the Northern train
Counting the days till we ride it again

 

 

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6 Comments

Filed under Inspired emotion, On the lines of romance, Self compositions

6 responses to “Sunday Writing Prompt 23-8-19, “Train Ticket”

  1. Wonderful rhythm, chugging along, almost a song

    Liked by 1 person

  2. Nice! By “Northern Train” do you mean the Union Pacific?

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