(617) No Train Fare Poem by Melvina Germain
(617) No Train Fare
I slapped my hand against its body,
feeling the cold touch of steel beneath my fingers.
An electrifying rush swept through me
as I reminisced of years gone by.
The days when I ran strong and fast
those days are now a thing of the past.
By touching the cold hard steel of a train,
the vivid memories came back again.
I ran like that of a jaguar,
with a sprint, I held tight the rail.
I rode that train through field and city,
if I had fallen, oh dear, what a pity.
These memorable lines paint a word picture of your strong character, Melvina. Excellent poem. You have my applause. Love, Sandra
I found this an enjoyable, interesting read. Great final line. L&T
You never forget your first train... Laughs, glad to see your getting back up to full steam melvina...10
A very vivid Great memory influenced you to write this poem that let me live vicariously through your train experiences.........((Smile)) Well written and an easy imagery FULL read that was interesting and full of life...so much so my heart pumped faster as I ran for that train with you in my thoughts.... Thank you Melvina 4 sharing....... =Shelley=
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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I love to read a good poem of reminiscence - just like this one.