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On The Train This Morning
On the train this morning
I sat alone, by the window
Where normally there’d be coffee, warm
and all the world’s news in my ear
Instead, I chose dry silence
I chose the undulating wildness
strobing past my view way
I chose high green hills
and glinting mirrored rivers
I chose lone trees, centuries old
strong against the elements
I chose lambs and sheep
moving in pairs or herds
I cho...
Monday 10th June 2024 11:09 am
On the line
Darkness shrouds the train
Blue flashes flicker in the rain
Alone with strangers left to hide
As a man lies down on the line
Time stands still when death enters
The breath becomes hard to centre
My luck at catching the last train
Becomes silence in the rain
Everyone is on the line
Phones in hand, not the time
Words turn inwards
Soiled and sinful
...
Thursday 22nd February 2024 3:24 pm
Buses are more phucked than Trains
By Bill 53 1/2
The announcement we all dread..
Filters though the Station air
‘Buses are replacing Trains’
my smile turns to a glare.
I know how this unfolds…
as I drag me to the bay
Where the throbbing omnibus coyly waits
to make miserable my way.
The PTV bus is an unholy child
Born of misery and desperation
It’s ruins you day and makes you late
...
Thursday 19th October 2023 12:48 am
Circle Line
if you must touch me, make it brief
I am averse to women with designs
my life wanders its own sweet way,
runs on long-distance parallel lines
avoiding people doesn't come easy
takes a full life-time of deliberation
alone in a cold third-class carriage
that never quite reaches a station
tunnels never ending, dumb that
wild clatter as rolling stock slows,
memo...
Thursday 27th May 2021 12:27 pm
Poetry Junction
I am at the station
but there won't be a train coming.
Not yet.
I am looking into the distance
searching for any movement
in any direction
wishing for a train
wanting the journey
needing a destination.
I remember the blur of motion
the thrum of sound
the rush of wind
the satisfying halt.
Even before the train comes
you can imagine getting in
finding a seat
settling down
wond...
Friday 5th March 2021 7:15 am
Train Ride Home
inspired by The Last Night of Your Trip
on the train ride home
your smile flashed between buildings,
lights flickered and i couldn’t tell
if it was the spark in your eye
or the streetlights beaming
onto the dark streets.
i saw your smile and your hand
reaching for mine,
those bedroom eyes
that whispered “bring me
to your hotel.”
we weren’t made for cheap
sex, we were ...
Wednesday 17th February 2021 5:24 am
Eagle Eye
My eagle eye sweeps
The room nursing maimed dreams
And stifled memories
Which make walls bleed
When drubbed by the hollow breeze.
Who am I except a mute bystander?
Unfazed by the detritus,
My steady gaze punctures
The flesh of aged and nascent delusions.
Stay, stay with me,
Before I leave,
And catch a train
To a place where summer rains
Submerge mundane lands
And bleached s...
Sunday 11th October 2020 2:07 pm
Train to Nowhere
Based on the opening scene of Stardust Memories.
...
The clock ticks in desperation to move us along, to where we belong.
Our eyes remain forward, no longer looking back.
The man in seat 2B sobs with tears streaming down his face. He’s left his life in his old place.
I soak in the faces of passengers around me, stern looks all around.
All longing for company, for answers that c...
Saturday 27th June 2020 6:26 pm
Train station
And I waited hours on that station,
for the train
Which didn't even start it's journey!
Saturday 2nd May 2020 11:34 pm
Facing Up To Eve
The train is getting slower and slower
Giving me time to rehearse my script
Eve is to meet me at the station
No doubt still furious, fine and ripped
Facing up to Eve, I can't do it
My nerve has gone already
I light a prohibited cigarette
My hand is no longer steady
The door opens and I alight
Ready for yet another squabble
There seems to be be no sign of Eve
...Friday 17th April 2020 12:45 pm
There is a Later Train
This isn't the last train. But the late train
has no quiet cars. If a baby squalls no conductor
shushes her. You must shush her yourself.
The late train has no dining car. So board
this train now, or pack a picnic, your own
tablecloth, napkins, napkin-rings, silver,
porcelain. The late train has no schedule.
Depends on how many girlfriends the brakeman
wants to vi...
Wednesday 13th March 2019 2:00 am
Another Train Song
Standing on the platform, waving goodbye to yesterday’s train.
Perhaps you wanted to feel you had a little bit of control.
You’re saying you hope that train never comes back again.
A peripatetic pretense helps to ease the pain.
It’s a phantom journey, but no one has to know.
Standing on the platform, waving goodbye to yesterday’s train.
You collected yourself, stood erect, and hoped to ...
Monday 17th December 2018 10:10 am
You shouldn’t make it up
Of the man who maintained
That women should refrain
From applying their make-up on a moving train.
I ask where is your brain?
And how dare you complain?
And does your arrogance stem from a taste for cocaine?
You’re archaic forsooth
Sickening #metoo my back tooth
So yeah, you’re about to get burnt by the fire in this booth.
You claim that she’s uncouth
...Wednesday 5th September 2018 5:06 pm
erotic agape
This gushing of love from my eyes
At the dark-haired mug of the stepped-in passenger
Ugly like a dark night with no moon
Dirty with paint and with a grin
Of pain and tiredness and incomprehension.
Love gushes through eyes and pores
Of my skin, leaking out of any orifice
At the reticent hard reality of a train car,
The suited and tied clerk fingering
His phone oblivious o...
Friday 18th November 2016 4:19 pm
10 Word Poem #1
I've never been one to board common trains of thought.
Friday 14th October 2016 6:07 am
The Ghost Train
Tuesday 2nd September 2014 7:07 pm
Tales from the bucket
When the steam clears
There’s a proper sound
something real
a “Clunk”
a proper chunk of past
proper steel to steel
wheel to wheel
a “Thunk”
something you can feel
I Thunk!
I clod about in boots
steel toe capped boots
heel to heel
steel to steel
It suits me
they are my rails
my parallel tracks
in them
I feel secure
on track
...
Friday 31st January 2014 3:39 pm
Travelling Home
An evening, sitting, wanting, ripping, blackening.
An acerbic wind.
Wait for the train and the glut of passengers to spill out.
The end, endless encircling madness, himself in the wilderness.
Girls, Judas and their selfish wives, lives pass, suck Jesus.
In his selfish mask.
Tormented, pushed down, I’m full: kill, hell thoughts.
Giggle to stifle grief, uncomfortable familiar family and perfe...
Thursday 28th November 2013 1:06 pm
AMERICAN MIGS
AMERICAN MIGS
We lost Hugh. Flying such a beautiful little airplane in a blue desert sky, what a nice handling jet. Do what you want with her but no high speed turns too tight, might hit invisible wall in the sky. Dogfight every American jet fighter built none can beat the Mig17 Fresco. Turn on a dime, Russia did this almost right. Ultimate aggressor trainer, what better than to...
Tuesday 6th March 2012 5:44 pm
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