A Lonesome Wail
-by BR Chitwood-
A long lonesome wail of a moonlight train whistle…
The clapping/slapping of steel wheels on steel rails…
Seem for some the quixotic movements of the Soul…
Transports to the stuff of adventure, romance, love…
A sad transit to unstoppable tears of remembrance…
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For some, merely interruptions to bland activities…
For others, those of troubled hearts and memories…
That plaintive sound awakens the heart to lost love…
To a path urged to follow but reluctantly not taken…
To an urgent unbearable loss, a desperate suffering…
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For the strong of heart, a train wail is simply noise…
A warning to stay off the tracks ‘til Silence returns…
An unwelcome sound that spoils the busy moments…
Can it be? The whistle of a train can define a person…
Humbly, truly, I do submit that it surely must be so…
By BR Chitwood – October 16, 2020
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