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Sybil Jansen Poem
While
storms
are
raging
people
are
praying
please
God
teach
us
to
fly
so
that
we
can
stay
dry
the
terrible
fears
the
floods
of
tears
Everybody's
rushing
as
they
hear
the
waters
gushing
it's
getting
dark
and
cold
there
is
nowhere
to
hold
as
the
waters
rise
we're
in
for
a
surprise
The
streets
are
disappearing
it's
a
hurricane
that
is
what
they're
fearing
people
are
in
pain
as
the
trees
are
falling
cars
are
crawling
Children
are
screaming
adults
are
scheming
there
must
be
a
way
out
the
rumbling
thunder
is
loud
houses
are
crashing
Mother
Nature
and
Earth
are
clashing
Copyright © Sybil Jansen | Year Posted 2011
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Sybil Jansen Poem
Sitting in this train
with my head against the windowpane
feeling so excited; can't wait to reach my destination
my friend is waiting for me in anticipation
waited so long for this vacation
thousands of kilometres to civilisation
the scenery is awesome
a man appears in the doorway, so handsome
what is it with me?
all of a sudden I feel so free
he asks for a light
everything around me looks so bright
we make conversation
we hear the whistle as we stopped at the station
"Let's get out and stretch our legs",
this tall, dark, handsome guy begs
what's with the sudden butterflies
as we look into each other's eyes?
is this infatuation?
as we depart from the station
he asks: "When can I sit in your coupe?"
"Why ask? Of course you may."
making love in a train
makes you forget about your pain
I wish this journey would never end
to him it was just meeting a new friend
Copyright © Sybil Jansen | Year Posted 2011
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