Train Frozen
The petrified train emerges
from the rock formation
with the caboose still hidden
within the wind/rain imagination.
Fog pretends smoke from the stack;
thunder mimics the iron horse
rolling across tracks not yet laid.
An old train display frozen
in the national park museum
where juniper trees cordon off
the area so visitors do not touch,
and a mountain wren
whistles in the distance.
Diane Webster's goal is to remain open to poetry ideas in
everyday life or nature or an overheard phrase. Many nights she falls asleep
juggling images to fit into a poem. Her work has appeared in Philadelphia
Poets, Illya's Honey, River Poets Journal and
other literary magazines.
Dear Diane, I enjoyed to read your poem, you write with a lot imagery. A real picture with words.
ReplyDeleteBest wishes,
Inge
love these vivid descriptions
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