The 86th Street Q Station

The escalator’s very steep,
Enough to make me nervous.
There’ll be a lot of stairs to climb
When it is out of service.

The platform’s bright and spacious
And the walls are filled with art,
Mosaics well worth checking out
Before you must depart.

The surfaces are gleaming,
Clean as anything brand-new.
The bathrooms might be also;
I declined to take a view.

The subway that we’ve waited for
Is really up and running,
Results of which New Yorkers find
Miraculous and stunning.

I wonder, though, how long we’ll see
This Eden underground,
For nothing fresh remains that way
When mankind does abound.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

Poem

Post Comments

Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.

Please Login to post a comment

Callus Avatar
January 3, 2017 at 2:29 PM
I agree with you, Ilene. New things look so inviting, but before age takes its toll on them, vandals usually spoil their beauty! ~ Regards // paul
Turner Avatar
January 2, 2017 at 7:57 PM
I would guess about dark, topside. NYC Bah Humbug:)
Smith Avatar
January 2, 2017 at 7:41 PM
It is always nice to have a fresh station
Get a Premium Membership
Turn off ads, get more exposure for your poetry, and get more features with a Premium Membership.
Book: Diverse Voices: The Poetry of Human Rights and the Pursuit of Peace