Train Poems - Poems about Train

I waited for the midnight train on the platform in the rain. It was windy, it was bitter cold and i was feeling bit frail and old. Patiently i awaited the arrival of my niece who was coming home from Greece. I had time to wander down memory lane where images flashed wearily in my brain: she was days old when I held...

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A steel serpent sleek and swift and bright, slices through landscapes, day dissolves to night. No patient plod, no rhythmic rolling sway, but driven power that commands the day. A blur of motion where the fields fly past, a fleeting glimpse of moments built to last. The city's edge, a distant fading gleam, as miles are swallowed in a waking dream. A human...

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Opa John The caboose sits red—its iron spine cradles the earth like Atlas rails stretching into nowhere. The stream murmurs softly its voice threading through Ellie’s laughter like silver wire "Do you see it?" I ask her my voice a splintered cello "The train, Ellie—the one that carries us westward past the edge of the world where Cronus grinds his teeth and...

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Mark Allen was ten years old, and his favorite things were trains; Like teal moments after the storm, when colorful beauty remains. Mark had a shiny, toy train set, and he was frequently adding cars; As people often have dreams of travel, underneath jewelled stars. Mark's Papa was a train conductor. He loved to manage the train; And Mark liked...

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syrup spit in my ear teaching me how to slide and she the hip hop record out the san francisco's out of the san francisco hurdled dirty exchange rates mastering the filthy turn broken horn memories adjacent his new coats he had and hadn't given away how he wound down towns spendings is spring weathers are drying deserts behind her eyes so depressing sad how about some ice cubing and she would...

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Train whistle of desperation Speaks of others travels Is it hauling people or cattle? One big difference People wear tennis shoes...

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Laid down all my money. Told them, “Take me far away.” Nothing here, not anymore, to make me want to stay. Packed my worldly treasures in the bag here at my feet. And at sundown you can find me sitting in my seat. But don’t tell me! I don’t want to hear. No, don’t tell me! It’s what I most...

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People on the train Whenever I get on the train, I just see friends, and family, families Friendly mates, soulmates. Just walk and walk to find a seat and sit for contemplation. Faces. People. Ladies. Men. Children. Landscapes A family. The family house is the train. The line, the way. House Every time a new smile, it is good to...

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Every hammer needs a nail Every tunnel needs a train Don’t fly off the handle at every turn Speeds increase to the unknown Curves know their way around the bend Stay on the rails as gravity sometimes pretends A bumpy ride is up ahead on tracks laid down “No return” stamped on tickets to the “void” ...

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I stepped out at mid-night with a small bag and board the night train, a journey that should have taken an hour lasted for three days, stopping at every interval picking up bags and pans and I watched the frustrated passengers’ drags along. I had an uncomfortable feeling inside as I watched the people scrambling...

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At a certain age when memory activity Reminds me of a dream I never had Absolutely nothing happens That hasn't happened many times I come again, but only to forget myself More reliably than usual And there's another me, just like the same Writing something, to the amazement of an old man Who sits waiting for the train at the station To fall...

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On a train, my superego, my ego, and my id saw a beautiful woman on our way to Madrid. And at my first illicit thought, my superego said, "No!" And my ego, raising the eyebrows, said, "Oh?" And my id? My id just did - what my id always did....

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(James) bid farewell to this town but search for closure brought me back again i thought you would wait was love a joke to you? "how could you move on?", i asks myself my sighs louder than the wolves howl at night seventeen is just a age, i regrets my mistakes you were my essence, soundtrack to my life now i see you dancing...

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A train came rolling by, dropping off people and cargo. It's time to watch it go. It's time to say goodbye....

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God Bless You! Finished shift at eleven o’clock in the night and go to the underground station, the train flying to the next stop, changed the line here, at Baker Street Get on the first carriage, I am always sitting here, the best place My bag dropped on the seat, I sat down, I love the train window Movie of the...

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