For some reason on the ride home yesterday, our train came to a halt in between stops. I looked out the window to my left and realized that we were sitting at the end of my street. I took this picture. The quality isn't very good considering it was taken on my phone, but i liked the edgy-ness of this photo.
posted by Kelly @ 9:29:00 AM
3 Comments:
precisely.
Looks like a place Tom Waits could write a song about.
Good Eye!
I decided to write a poem about your train stop. Here it is:
(the spacing got a little screwed up when I copies it).
Sherry Winters
Extraordinary stop -
Sudden serendipity walk.
Thanks dear troubled train…
For reflective mirrors in the rain.
My daily journey is hard, the journey is long.
But today’s heart now bursting with symphonic song.
Melodies shouting from each pensive pool-like puddle.
As through each one I cheerfully and contemplatively muddle.
Dull images now clear
Some old, some dear
Memories motionlessly mesmerized
Images once lost forever memorialized.
There are no coincidences you see
Only opportunities for me
To be
Free.
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