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Box Car Blues

At night the guitar cries its song.
Together, aimless souls do roam.
Riding rails, nights are cold and long.
At night the guitar cries its song.
No place they truly now belong,
box car to box car, is now home.
At night the guitar cries its song.
Together, aimless souls do roam.


©Donna Jones

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Vincent Flannery

Date: 1/16/2015 2:25:00 PM

Just wanted to stop by and say hi. I must say Donna you have a wonderful way with words in your poetry. I always enjoy reading your work so much. Hope all is well and have a peaceful weekend!

Richard Lamoureux

Date: 2/23/2014 9:04:00 AM

I seem to keep being drawn back to this one. Good morning Donna.

Donna Jones
Date: 2/24/2014 10:41:00 PM

Thank you so much Richard.....maybe I'll work on another one of this form...it was fun...have a great week...

Richard Lamoureux

Date: 11/8/2013 12:40:00 PM

I enjoyed reading this one again.

Richard Lamoureux

Date: 9/15/2013 7:35:00 AM

Good morning, I don't know enough to comment on the form but I do love the topic and image you created with this piece. Your grandpa would be honored.

Lucilla Carrillo

Date: 9/9/2013 8:24:00 PM

Hi Donna; Your poem is good. I have to confess that I don't know much about all these types of poetry. This is why I only write free Verse, Acrostic, or Narrative. I got to know some people that worked for the rail road and also lived like that. Those must have been very hard times. Thanks for sharing..... Lucilla

Bl Devnath

Date: 9/9/2013 12:34:00 PM

I have no idea about this form, but the poem is awesome. Loved much always, bl

Richard Ferry

Date: 9/6/2013 8:38:00 PM

Boxcar Blues sure your grandpa knew the blues

Nette Onclaud

Date: 9/3/2013 11:14:00 AM

donna!... for a first try , this is awesome... what a soulful air you created here with glimpses of redolent memories... much enjoyed!..:) huggs .. soupmal!

Poet Tacito

Date: 9/3/2013 9:04:00 AM

Many kudos to you on this 1st attempt. It's not easy, but you did this form very well. This was a tremendous story about your grandfather.

Liam Mcdaid

Date: 9/3/2013 2:52:00 AM

A HEARTFELT BEAUTIFUL PIECE I REALLY ENJOYED

Molly Montgomery

Date: 9/3/2013 12:06:00 AM

Thanks for the nice comment, Donna. I've been enjoying reading your poems! This is a nice tribute to your grandfather! Sounds like a nice song, too! Molly

Poet Destroyer A

Date: 9/2/2013 5:55:00 PM

A wonderful first try Donna, thanks for sharing the poem.. xox~ Linda

Sara Kendrick

Date: 9/2/2013 3:32:00 PM

I think that you got it correct..I always have to look up a form and see how to do them before I write one..Thanks for stopping by my work Ballerina...Sara

Eileen Manassian

Date: 9/2/2013 3:03:00 PM

ALWAYS...proud of you! :) A triolet...I've never tried one. You've inspired me. Lovely, piece, MD....so full of meaning...We need to be grateful for what we have....Also, the difficult times lend themselves to beauty! Love you!

Barbara Gorelick

Date: 9/2/2013 12:51:00 PM

Great piece Donna. My dad used to ride the rails when he was a kid..he kind of raised himself..couldn't imagine it these days. Great how you used the guitar throughout. BG

Donna Jones
Date: 9/2/2013 2:50:00 PM

Hey Barbara. Grandpa used to sing old old songs about those days...kind of woody Guthrie kind of songs...but older I think...thanks for stopping...

Russell Sivey

Date: 9/2/2013 12:27:00 PM

Incredible! This first attempt is better than my best attempt Donna! You have done very well with this form my friend, very well! This form can be a lot of fun to do, but can also be quite frustrating at times as well (you probably already noticed that)! I'd listen to what Andrea said, this looks GREAT, she is an expert at these Triolets, she's written a ton of them! I really enjoyed reading this enlightening poem this afternoon! It's amazing that you grandfather lived in a boxcar! Great Work!!

Donna Jones
Date: 9/2/2013 2:53:00 PM

Thanks so much Russell......so much appreciated!..new forms are fun to try!

Anne-Lise Andresen

Date: 9/2/2013 10:06:00 AM

- Agree with Jack .... whatever they call this form ... Why make it difficult when you do it so beautifully .... finally a new poem Donna!! - a little sad blues... - Love it ! - oxox // Anne-Lise :)

Donna Jones
Date: 9/2/2013 2:54:00 PM

You make me smile....:-)

Dr.Ram Mehta

Date: 9/2/2013 9:15:00 AM

It can be sung with guitar, this poem

Donna Jones
Date: 9/2/2013 2:54:00 PM

Oh thank you..

Andrea Dietrich

Date: 9/2/2013 9:09:00 AM

hey, this looks GREAT. Bravo on your first triolet attempt. And how unusual that your grandpa lived in a boxcar. Those were horrible days and I hope America never has to relive them.

Donna Jones
Date: 9/2/2013 3:08:00 PM

Thanks Andrea...and amen to that!