Locomotion
Unfazed
by rising fog,
firebox crammed,
headlight steadfast,
balls to the wall,
a train crowds the rails
under the moon’s high beam
seen through translucent clouds
swept across the sky--
smeared last words
of a love poem
from God.
©2014michaeljhoover
Unfazed
by rising fog,
firebox crammed,
headlight steadfast,
balls to the wall,
a train crowds the rails
under the moon’s high beam
seen through translucent clouds
swept across the sky--
smeared last words
of a love poem
from God.
©2014michaeljhoover