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Train Poem

May 5, 2021
By Lydiaq ELITE, Somonauk, Illinois
Lydiaq ELITE, Somonauk, Illinois
179 articles 54 photos 1026 comments

Favorite Quote:
The universe must be a teenage girl. So much darkness, so many stars.<br /> --me


I wish I could write for u stranger…

Peach Crush makes me love u all,

Suitcases and sandals,

Levers and handles,

Losers and winners,

Hair-braids and blankets

Haters and lovers

Whispers and covers

Till the daylight is gone

And the Saluki rolls on.

It is like butter,

 spread upon the toast of night

Long after the city is done.


The author's comments:

I wrote this for a girl I met while riding Amtrack.


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on Aug. 10 2022 at 12:24 pm
nooneatall BRONZE, --, California
3 articles 0 photos 111 comments

Favorite Quote:
"Hats off to the past, coats off to the future."<br /> - American Proverb<br /> "Why do you keep hiding behind your mask,<br /> When even the scars formed by your mistakes <br /> are you own constellations?"

This is sooooo relateable.. and I'm glad you and the girl became friends! I'm still waiting for somethng like that to happen to me.

on Sep. 24 2021 at 12:41 am
Rsnail-925 PLATINUM, Boulder, Colorado
29 articles 11 photos 106 comments

Favorite Quote:
A story has as many versions as it has readers - Winter Of Our Discontent

That's so cool! I love the flow and rhythm of your poem.

Lydiaq ELITE said...
on May. 29 2021 at 8:27 am
Lydiaq ELITE, Somonauk, Illinois
179 articles 54 photos 1026 comments

Favorite Quote:
The universe must be a teenage girl. So much darkness, so many stars.<br /> --me

Yep, and we became good friends

on May. 28 2021 at 9:42 pm
SparrowSun ELITE, X, Vermont
200 articles 23 photos 1053 comments

Favorite Quote:
"It Will Be Good." (complicated semi-spiritual emotional story.)<br /> <br /> "Upon his bench the pieces lay<br /> As if an artwork on display<br /> Of gears and hands<br /> And wire-thin bands<br /> That glisten in dim candle play." -Janice T., Clockwork[love that poem, dont know why, im not steampunk]

did you give it to her?