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 © | Year Posted 2014

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Tacito Avatar
January 31, 2014 at 8:18 AM
Well, lookie here! It's nice to see you around again!!!!! 3am holds such a mysterious bond of darkness & light...depending on how one chooses to see & hear it. Insomnia is not really a good thing. But, you captured it so damn well.
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January 31, 2014 at 12:21 PM
Hey !!!! How are you ? its been a minute...lol Hope your well and thank you for the kind review... I'll come over and return the favor :)
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