Short Railroad Poems
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i was born in a shack
by the railroad track
i wasn't alone
it was our home
no doudt it was the rout
yes i was
BORN IN THE SOUTH
railroad
old, weathered, worn
repair, replace, or leave
sadness at loss or joy renewed
God's choice
Produced to keep all words
And to show their hidden expressions
Partisan for all poets
Echo of their emotions
Railroad for all of us
A train runs Cape Town to Cairo.
It will be through here by and by.
The route is straight as an arrow,
It’s like riding clouds through the sky.
John
William
Henry famed
steel driving man,
no
more
a myth-
leased out from
Virginia's
pen' -
died
on the
railroad line-
buried 'neath the
san'.
with him
standing in the aisle
of a train
i'm wishing an endless
railroad ride
so i could dearly anchor
myself in his arms
that are almost touching mine
Form:
Look at me
Skinny as a stick
Railroad thin
I don't see that
I see fat
135 pounds
Is what they see
195 pounds
Is what I see
Mirror, why do you lie to me?
Anna the bandit and shady jane
set out to rob a railroad train.
So, they went for the gold.
Then botched the escape.
In for ten, no parole,
Makin license plates.
Chet had worked for the railroad for forty-six years
I want to ride the train from New York to California
it was his last ride, luxuriously relaxing for this engineer
ringlets of black smoke
released from the throat of
the Santa Fe Railroad
as she comes
around the bend
full throttled horn
there goes our
time machine
friend
neat manicured town
hiatus near the railroad....
nude female body
Date: February 08, 2021
Contest: Hiatus Poetry
Sponsor: Chantelle Anne Cooke
i was born by the railroad track
where woods or stack
very few people around
its a small town
my mind is in time
it just rome this i can say
the
SPRIT OF BEING HOME
FOR THE HOLIDAYS
it near the hiway
where we uese to play
it was in the south
no doudt
and old house
with no mouse
close to the railroad track
it was home we carry own
fill a love rack
OLD SHACK
i
i come from a small town
no to many people around
many lover was around
we had no money
but honey
it was hot to trot
we had to unload
that bets you could get
it was
RAILROAD TRACK SEX
i was born in shack
by the railroad track
in the south
that was the rout
racist i had to face
it was a a bad place
i knew repect i've get some
i had faith
that a
CHANGE WAS GOING TO COME
bathed in still shadows
from an afternoon glow
and wrapped inside splendour
half faded half gone
this house from a time
remote silent and slow
stands trapped by the past
in a world moving on.
Poor beautiful yellow snail just enjoying sitting on the railroad rail
So sleek in God's design
Moving so slowly just sliding, slipping along
Here comes the morning train
Well, it won't be very long
They thought that I was a damsel in distress
Tied unto their railroad tracks, until I took a bite..
This main course a franchise her vanilla cream skies ?
Tipping a martini two cherries virgin hues; the grateful dead.
sunlight and mist
at the end of the railroad –
a painted rainbow
Ó December 4, 2011
Dane Smith-Johnsen
Written for Poetry Soup Member Contest CREATIVITY-- WRITE A MODERN HAIKU
Sponsored by: Cyndi MacMillan
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mine lionel
i pennsylvania
hiz
railroad
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with the astute think ')
Four o´clock in the morning.
Cold, alone and trying to sleep.
The bench at the railroad ticket office serves as the old boy cradle,
covered just by all the whole dreams of his life as a cooing blanket.
There lies The Drifter
Daisies came courting
I gave them a whack
Next was a bum
From the railroad track
I chased him off with my trusty broom
“How will you ever find a groom?”
My mother chastised me high and low
“I’m not looking for one,” I let her know.
The railroad cars rumble
they tremble, pushing forth
tracks of steel guide the way
tons of heavy cargo
tired passengers gaze out
trees whisk past their windows
trekking towards the sun.
A Pleiades Poem
9/30/2022
You can get anywhere you want
On Hannibal's elephant
You can get anywhere you want
On Hannibal's elephant
Climb right up, ride on her back
Take you 'bout a mile down the railroad track
You can get anywhere you want
On Hannibal's elephant.
Railroad Signs
(Giveme a Sign – Poetry Contest)
By Franklin Price
5/17/2015
Railroad signs
By the tracks we see
Warn of the dangerous train
Ignoring the message written there
Could make quite a mess of thee
So heed what you read
Do not wreck