3 Am Whistles
AM Whistles
A Poem by Debbie_Philly
3 AM WHISTLES
The whistle blows in the distance
Clear rhythmic motions of the night
Sleepy, groggy ready for rest yet
My brain races
Listening to the ever present clatter of the
Train in intervals calm my mind
Laying here with mild and comforting
Breezes enveloping me
It is the sound of the 3 am locomotive
That lull’s me into a restless dream state
Adventures await my dreams tonight
Filled with nocturnal surprises
Spring nights in the city can sometimes
Be still bringing the sense of nostalgia
To mind flooding me with memories
Of childhood and peace at least in
This uneasy nomadic night
By : Debbie Kelly
5/8/2013
Copyright © Debbie Mills-Kelly | Year Posted 2014
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