Train

1:30 am, sitting in a chair Staring at an empty screen Thinking about my life The beginning and the end The happened and going to happen The mysteries on the tracks in-between Through the wall, I hear a locomotive call Crying in the night like a banshee I wonder about the engineer His thoughts, his life, his story Is he lost too? Is he lonely like me?

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Caycay Jennings

Date: 2/21/2018 1:50:00 PM

This is the feel I get when a car passenger at night looking thru open curtain, lite windows - wonderment about the life within as mused by my loneliness. I am 5 years now un-lonely, if you will, but you captured that feel in a few short, succinct lines that delivered it with emotional sting. Poetry hugs ... CayCay

W.A. Cholt

Date: 2/19/2018 4:53:00 PM

Hi Jeff, I enjoyed reading this poem. Concise, to the point, very human. W.A.CHOLT.