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Off to the Highlands for Hogmanay

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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Thursday photo prompt – Magic – #writephoto

leafless

Mother come quickly, now
please come, come, you must,
for all over the ground
everything’s covered in fairy dust
Outside of my window
is a magical sight,
she stands on tiptoe
eyes wide with delight
Come and see Mother
the moon shines so bright
the trees and the fields
in the cold of the night
all seem to be wearing
a lambs coat so white
So pray, tell me Mother
is this a trick of the light,
If I go to sleep Mother
will it stay through the night
then can I go playing
Oh please say I might

 

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