Tuesday, March 9, 2010

781. OLD DAYS

OLD DAYS
Wire ahead? I wired ahead
to tell you I'm here. But the
wires are down, so what do
I care? Bet no one says
that anymore.
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I'm trailing on the steambound train.
It's pulling smoke before it's came.
Smoke settles and lingers on every sooty
door. Bet no one says that anymore.

2 comments:

nighthawk said...

wow it reminds me of my poem of the same name. Both of our last lines refer to a train. I wrote mine in 1984. Just curious about when you wrote yours

gary j. introne said...

Hey Mr. Hawk...I wrote that the same day it was posted 4/19/10