Daver Austin Poet Free verse

Depression

DEPRESSION

Clang!
Night
Cold
An old time trolley
Dimly lit inside
Rocking along
On a long    straight    silver track
One passenger
Cars
Shops
Sidewalks
Shining    wet    oily street
Reflected
On a frosted window
Ghostly forms
Other dimensional
Half alive
Sickly yellow    smooth    (bamboo?) seats
Clang!
This constant rocking
At night speed
Urging
This old time trolley
On a long    straight    silver track
This yellow boat
Sailing
Going nowhere

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Jslambert Mister Roboto April 16, 2011 at 9:34 PM I DiGG this piece. Respect. ~JSLambert

James Foulk April 11, 2011 at 8:19 PM yes writing does wonders for the soul. this is a great write, thank you for readindg The Pond and for your comment

Kabuteng P.Ink K. March 26, 2011 at 9:04 AM I think writing can do wonders for times when we feel depressed-- I sure do hope that you'd feel better soon, I can hope for you, right? I sure do pray that the boat will sail somewhere soon...

James Peranteau March 25, 2011 at 2:25 PM One "clang" one "passanger" one "old time trolly"........."Move it on over...the mean ol' dog is mov'n in" ! Great write dear poet ! Have a great weekend Sir ! Much love, james

Linda-Marie Sweetheart March 24, 2011 at 8:20 PM Very expressive Dave and luv the punctuation.. I am a punctuation girl..so appreciate the emphasis luv.. do they still have trolley's luv? we only have buses and trains here besides crs .. enjoyed with luv my friend..

Andrea Dietrich March 24, 2011 at 2:23 PM HI, there,DAver, are you still feeling depressed. Or is spring starting to show herself a little?? (YOu are so much like me, feeling kind of blue with winter still hanging around)

Michelle Mac Donald March 24, 2011 at 9:25 AM Hey Daver! Love this one...the pauses between words permits the reader enjoy each morsel! Great imagery, and motion. That "Clang" certainly wakes up the reader.:) I might appolo-gize for making you puzzled. I think Paean was being naughty. Wishing you and yours, the best!! Mikki

Gert W. Knop March 24, 2011 at 9:23 AM Hi Dave, I am also depressed and can feel your intension! Well written, my friend! And thank you for your comment on "Like Young Love"! have a great day! Love, Gert

Andrea Dietrich March 24, 2011 at 12:10 AM oh,my you truly did create a depressive mood with this one. Let's combine it with my black crane ballet to make a tragedy! For some reason I also thought of sTreetcar named desire, that ended sadly too! Thanks for keeping up on your poetry and giving me new ones to read!

Carolyn Devonshire March 23, 2011 at 10:24 AM Your trolley has no destination and the poem reminds me of the old "slow boat to nowhere" saying, Daver. This one-passenger ride surely describes the feelings one has when they are depressed. Also, your imagery here made me think of the "Twilight Zone." All aboard! Love from your spooky friend, Carolyn