meloostraightfromhertilt-a-world

      Poet's Home             All Poetry       Sign Up!  Login
© 2000-2019 Individual Authors of the Poetry. All rights reserved by authors.   317501 Poems Read.

Search for Poetry

   


Read Poetry
A Start Again...(I Green-Dreamed Again Last Night)

two out of three people

Lonesome Love

All The Changing....

Nameless



Night Train

Some Children Have Nightmares (tentative title)

Home, Ghuey, Sweet Home

A Dog Should Have His Tail...

Enough to Clear The Clouds Away 4/13/2019

Checking Out

Devious

Hope Is Sometimes The Best Of All You've Got (definition poem)

Last Night

Someone Send Out A Search Party

Crows...writing exercise in honor of April /National Poetry month

Words

Only The Choice To Be

When People Go

The Day You Left (Words From A Half-Remembered Dream)

Wake Wake Wake

It Is In The Rain

Dream Goblins Of The Night

Wake And Remember

Unwelcomed Like So Much Unfinished Business

In March (Finally, Spring 2016)

All For Algernon

Weak In The Knees

The Finisher's Song

Nothing's Sadder Than A Rose

All Beings Considered

This Is It

More Poetry >>

 
Features

  Sign Guestbook

Read Guestbook

 
   

Night Train


********

the night train has awakened me
I thought I heard
a plaintive mew from beneath
the settee
the chair I was sitting in
has just turned itself around

if this is not,
then, where is our home?

night train
take us away from here
far from the pantomime of choice
at night
I find my voice
mixed within the wind

there was a time
when there were no ghosts
no one preyed upon
without a prayer
to be the host

I try to see the daylight
in the darkness
but the lark
has launched in fright

night train take us away
through your magic tunnel
to another doorway
where the air is fresh and free
where no king's broad thumb
presses down upon my mind
so crushingily

night train
here so many pass
without a ticket
the least are the last
pray, before we die
take aus away
give each a ticket,
let us all
have our final ride.


LEGAL COPYRIGHT FOR THIS POEM
WHICH I WOKE UP THIS MORNING IN MY HEAD
12:03PM PACIFIC STANDARD TIME...DATE/TIME STAMPED
AND ALSO FOR THIS WRITER/AUTHOR/POET
MELISSA A. HOWELLS AND ALSO FOR THIS LEGALLY
COPYRIGHTED SITE TITLE--
MELOO STRAIGHT FROM HER TILT-A-WORLD.





Vote for this poem

Please Comment On This Poem

Comments

 Email Address

 

Vote for this poem