Caught By a Train

I was caught by a train yesterday

I hear people say
this often in exasperation
exaggerated tones
with over-dramatic groans
as if the train somehow
physically captured them
in its large mechanical grasp
diabolically refusing
to let them go

Yesterday
I was caught in a different way
imagination captured, you might say
captivated
charmed
and enchanted
by the passing art display

Something about the way
vibrant, vivid colors
unexpectedly
splashed out on moving canvas
of rust red and dull gray
traveling fast
across the city
feisty train talking smack
with tags and words amusing, witty
strange, disturbing, edgy, gritty
grinding down the tracks

Sometimes shocking-
artfully rendered obscenities
or surprisingly
endearing
cartoon creatures
manga characters
from overseas
expressed with impressive
expertise
and ingenuity

As other drivers sat nearby
fussing, fuming
missing the show
pawing their floorboards
like impatient horses
hands gripping wheels
ready to go-

I watched the trains in
constant childlike
wonder and delight
for those twenty minutes of my day
two trains gone by, one each way

...Then watched the other cars
rolling through
still red
flashing lights
as soon as crossing arms
were lifted halfway
rushing, roaring
trying to make up
the time that was “taken”
by the railway
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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Dietrich Avatar
November 18, 2018 at 7:59 PM
You are so descriptive. I really love this one about watching trains. You shine new light on topics we take for granted. I gotta see if you are on my favored poets' list because you sure deserve to be and sometimes I forget to put people on it right away
Mcferran Avatar
November 18, 2018 at 8:02 PM
Thank you so much!!! Your comment just made my day! ;)
Faulkner Avatar
October 29, 2018 at 6:26 PM
Sometimes, at night, I can hear the trains distantly, and their music has shaped my dreams - thanks for this reminder -
Mcferran Avatar
October 30, 2018 at 4:52 AM
You're welcome! ;) Yes, I can hear the trains from my house, too... and it is a sort of musical sound to 'shape your dreams'- thanks for the lovely comment!
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October 27, 2018 at 11:36 PM
I loved the way you threw in such wonderful action verbs, and pieces of yourself in feeling this poem. It went to my FAV list. I went back to try and highlight the things I liked best and I had highlighted every line, so that was too long right?
Mcferran Avatar
October 28, 2018 at 1:00 PM
Hahahaha- I have that problem, too... these comment boxes are just too small! ;D So glad you enjoyed this, my friend! I had so many other poems to finish yesterday, but this one wouldn't leave me alone until it was put on paper!
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