THE TRAIN
by Anne Bell
Past houses,trees and grazing sheep,
I race and rock and sway
and I say to the track of strong, firm steel
that likes the sound of a hurrying wheel,
I’ll soon be back,
be back,
be back.
- Submitted in response to Poetry Prompt #13.
Author comment: Goodness gracious me…this was first published in The School Magaz Circa Yonks AD when that journal was edited by Lilith Norman and still in black and white mode.
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Another great poem, Anne. The words and rhythm are just right for the subject. Well done!
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Nice cadence – reminiscent of train travelling on tracks. Brilliant!
Thank you all.Heartening to know that it is still alive after all the years between.First published in the wonderful School Mag in 1977.Thank you again for listening to the sound of wheels on steel…even better when enlivened by steam !