Scenes From A Train Window

The last time I went to Toronto I promised myself I’d pay attention to what was going on outside my train window and write about it down in a descriptive manner.  This poem reflects what I saw and by eliminating punctuation, offers the impression of the forward movement of the train.

Going away sadness
Dirt road to nowhere
Brown-eyes Susan’s and Goldenrod
A field of pine trees in neat rows
Lightening tree beside a field of corn
Crusty golden leaves
Poplars shimmering in the sunlight
Train horn bellows as through a fog
Cars speeding down a country road
A turkey buzzard sails past the window
A field of creamy coffee cows
A single grave marker
Trees pressed tightly together
Fingers across the sky
Texting with my guy

Sweetness of home.

Categories: Poetry

1 Comment

  • Christa Simpson

    This is great, Gillian! Love what you've done here.

    November 16, 2014 at 11:13 am Reply

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