Travelling in rocking carriages
Through rambling forests and meadow lands
Under walls and mountains
Over bridges that span rivers and canals.
Stillness and silence
Embracing the occasion
Constant and continuous
The spectacular view.
In the brief busyness of light
Through a narrow corridor and half-open door
Taste the smoke of the present
Anticipate the promise of tomorrow and arrival.
Pleasure and pain
Hope comes into view
Identity and inspiration
Separation vanishes away
Written for Poetry Jam
There is always so much to anticipate when one is on a train journey. Your poem makes me think about the joy of arrival & about a new beginning after a long journey.
You convey, beautifully, a sense of passages and change and contradiction and “the promise of tomorrow” – an allegory, I’m thinking, to one’s journey through life.
I like the life journey you describe, Alan, the forests, meadow lands, mountains and bridges. I also enjoyed the hopeful note at the end!
I like the rhythm of your poem Alan. I would imagine there are many very beautiful train trips in England. I like the metaphor as well.
the smoke of the present…anticipating tomorrow…liked that section….i love the comfort in the rock of the train…the rhtyhm of it….great opening stanza…
I like the different scenes from the moving window train ~ I’m always anticipating the promise of tomorrow & arrival ~
‘taste the smoke of the present, anticipate the promise of tomorrow and arrival’ – love these lines!