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River Crossing
Icy blue water showing through thin ice
Train crossing on the bridge high above
On silver tracks worn slick with the years,
The trestle creaking, boxcars screeching
One after another streaks of daylight
Blipping through the narrow passages,
Housing enormous couplers, air brakes
Occasionally squealing cryptic messages
Graffiti on the sides with sidewalk crayons
Like strange Middle Eastern languages
Moving too rapidly to be translated,
Steam escaping, whistling for a crossing
Several miles on the other side of the river.
written March 8, 2022
Copyright ©
L Milton Hankins
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