Railyard

A blaze of activity, once,

trains rumbling, tucks arriving, 

unloading, loading, departing,

men shouting, arguing, laughing.

now a few train cars slumber

on rusting tracks, vines

illustrating security gates, 

walkways now paths

through weeds. But

the same clouds slide

overhead, sometimes

offering rain, sometimes

not.

 

This poem began its life as a comment on a photo posted to Facebook by Tom Darin Liskey. You can see Tom’s photo here.

 

Photograph by Fabian Kleiser via Unsplash. Used with permission.

Some Tuesday Readings

 

Threshold – poem by David Whyte.

 

Moth – poem and artwork by Sonja Benskin Mesher.

 

For the Time Being: A Christmas Oratorio – W.H. Auden at Kingdom Poets (D.S. Martin). 

 

Names across Water – poem by Catherine Abbey Hodges at Every Day Poems. 

 

“On the Harp Song of the Dane Women,” poem by Rudyard Kipling – Joseph Bottum at Poems Ancient and Modern.