James Foulk Poet Free verse

Night Train Whistle

Late at night dreams beckoning me

to come to them, as I start to drift off

into a relaxing hypnotic state of mind.

Hearing a train whistle close by,

now am wide awake, I listen to

the gentle whistle as the train

chugs along the tracks.

Then a thought comes to

me, I wonder where this

lonely train is going.

Wishing I could hop that

old freight and go see.

Only time for me to do

that is long gone,

so will try to fall

asleep and dream

about where the old

train is going, the whistle sound

is almost gone, as I drift off into

dream land.

written 5-4-11

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Linda-Marie Sweetheart May 7, 2011 at 3:35 PM Sweetly penned James ..ah those memories how they burst into our minds .. we live two blocks from train tacks and hear those whistles every night right on schedule and the sound some nights is melodious to the ears.. relating well to your lovely lines my friend..

Daver Austin May 6, 2011 at 2:48 PM I hear ya. A distant train whistle is so mysterious - stirs the imagination. Love it. daver

Kash Poet May 6, 2011 at 10:35 AM Wonderfully written...enjoyed--kash

Carrie Richards May 6, 2011 at 7:45 AM Ahhh...this poem takes me too....right along to my dream state, riding a train in my sleep!! Lovely poem, James!

Caroline Cécile Delacroix May 5, 2011 at 9:51 PM Nicely thought out, James, and easy to picture through your words. It's never too late to hop on a train and see where it goes, and better choose when you want to hop off. :) Thanks for sharing. Caroline.

Andrea Dietrich May 5, 2011 at 8:54 PM this one just drifts along like that train whistle in the night. VEry nicely done. I really like this kind of poetry!

Carolyn Devonshire May 5, 2011 at 1:21 PM The effect the train's sound had on you is described so poignantly, James. Who would think a train could take the mind on such a journey? Excellent write -- I used to hear the trains at night when I lived in Tallahassee. Their sound was quite comforting. Excellent poem! Love, Carolyn James Foulk May 14, 2011 at 6:37 PM thank you for commenting on night train whistle

Lisa Cooper May 5, 2011 at 11:32 AM that is so lovely, I want to sleep so I can catch a dream like yours :)

Poet Destroyer A May 4, 2011 at 7:03 PM James, i like the way your mind produces this sound gentle music.. a strange way to fall asleep.. but nice way to swift in to the air of dream land.. enjoyed,..p.d.

Dr.Ram Mehta May 4, 2011 at 6:38 PM Wonderful recollections of memories of the past with nice expressions, James

Jack Horne May 4, 2011 at 2:23 PM Lovely piece, James - I could imagine being there : )

Joe Maverick May 4, 2011 at 12:26 PM good write James can feel the mood from this piece right away,

Emma Buckeridge May 4, 2011 at 11:45 AM Just as you drift off to sleep, you are woken by a sudden noise! You toss and turn so you can return to that inner dream land voice! Nice work James! I like your poem :o)