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-----Night Train------ -Reverse Poem-
Adrift is smoke, that rises into the shape of a question mark... Blurring the vacant night, with a ceremonial arc Tomorrow, under a different sky, in a brand new way I will wake up to a different sun, and to a wistful song of yesterday 'Though, I cannot find a star, through the drowning dredge of rain Tonight the moon, left behind, wears a bitter frown of blame Like a crying mother calling, with a voice of great devotion A whistle's wailing sadness, resounds my own emotions With tear-stained eyes, I witness the reflection In view from where my heart once lived, a dismal day's rejection I feel the rumble of the wheels, and a tumble of my heart With a tremble, as the landscape is swallowed by the dark The snake-like chain bends eastward into constellation courage With strange misshapen shadows, streaking illuminated passage Raindrops mimic my own heart, upon the window glass Spilling over imprints of all the futile questions asked I find my throat is swollen, and my will too worn to speak Beside me, rudely flaunting, is a taunting, empty seat Like a sickle for harvesting a lonely star… Smoke sketches the sky with the shape of a question mark... ____________________________________________________________ Submitted for Craig Cornish's Contest 8/13/13
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