Tag: #train
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The 2.40… #Poetry
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My father, a staunch academic that never flaps. At breakfast, I met a stranger at the table He spoke at a speed I had never heard before I could see a hint of panic in his eyes. He didn’t ask, so much as forbid me to take the 2.40 train from Paddington. Asking…
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From the Platform… #Poetry
I stood on the platform thinking about the film, ‘sliding doors’ Having missed my train What else might I have missed? A handsome stranger with green eyes Smiling at me Before the train reaches its destination Had he asked for my number? Not likely, I’d be squashed between two sweaty oiks Finally reaching…
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The Train… #Poetry
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I forgot to move; my limbs frozen The level crossing was up Clear for all to reach the other side Yet a train was speeding towards me I could hear people screaming For God’s sake, run! I thought I must be dreaming As the sound drew nearer Suddenly I felt my body crashing to the…