Monday, December 30, 2013

Night train

Standing outside,
darkness, she watches
him settle
in his seat

newspaper, magazine,
candy bar,
captain’s hat perched
carefully above

bathed in light
he turns and sees her,
smiling, he
places his palm
on the window for her
to fit her palm against

as the train begins
its first lurch

 Tweetspeak Poetry has a poetry prompt today – night poetry, with a promise.

Photograph by Rostislav Kralik via Public Domain Pictures. Used with permission.

1 comment:

SimplyDarlene said...


Did the photo come with the prompt or did you attach that image to your poem? Either way, wowzer.