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 teeantee
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haiku...
Posted: 10/21/2014 11:18:28 PM
Thought I was alone
Quiet in the forest deep
Little creatures dance
 Teeantee
Joined: 6/14/2010
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THE TRAIN JOURNEY....midnight special
Posted: 10/14/2014 7:20:18 PM
G'day Ms D:

Welcome aboard!

Nice write.

:)

T.
 Teeantee
Joined: 6/14/2010
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Cinquain on the Membrane
Posted: 10/12/2014 3:20:57 PM
Safety
Kind rest assured
Often entrust little
Quiet the one whom sits behind
The wheel
 Teeantee
Joined: 6/14/2010
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Cinquain on the Membrane
Posted: 10/11/2014 7:36:09 PM
Log in
Journey begin
First parade in morning
Simple little checks that assure
Safe trip
 Teeantee
Joined: 6/14/2010
Msg: 1242 (view)
 
THE TRAIN JOURNEY....midnight special
Posted: 10/11/2014 6:12:51 PM
G'day Ms Carefree:

Welcome aboard.

A nice write.

T.
 teeantee
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THE TRAIN JOURNEY....midnight special
Posted: 10/7/2014 6:14:38 PM
Indeed Ms Cesska:

Been a long time, since I rode the train.

Nice write.

T
 teeantee
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THE TRAIN JOURNEY....midnight special
Posted: 4/16/2013 7:30:16 PM
Good day Everyone:

Welcome aboard!

Apparently, if one can do 'two lines',
it is an open licence to write 'chapters'.

Well, there you have it.....

(In six lines or so....)
 teeantee
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/////\\\\\ 6 Lines or Less //////\\\\\\
Posted: 4/15/2013 6:09:44 PM
A dancer quiet
touches the heart
there, in the forest
if only One could listen
calm excites
soul.
 teeantee
Joined: 6/14/2010
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Cinquain on the Membrane
Posted: 9/30/2012 2:58:57 PM
lovin'
moment sacred
sensual slow explore
fragrant mountains climbing higher
summit
 teeantee
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Partisan poems
Posted: 9/30/2012 2:51:29 PM
^^^ Nice One ^^^
 teeantee
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THE TRAIN JOURNEY....midnight special
Posted: 8/18/2012 4:23:39 PM
Welcome aboard!

Please enjoy:

“Lace Curtains”

Window welcome open, within bar
beverage shared free, in travel far
polish shine well equip that team
symphony well play machine dream

Each One not worn lace
yet, winning at life's race
teamwork direct calm told
rose petals with growth unfold

Shine polish spoken soft loud
machines dance beside proud
well oiled, nurture creatures free
windows decorate soul 'Lacey'
 teeantee
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Bee Charmer
Posted: 8/16/2012 5:53:48 PM
Ms PM:

Realy enjoying your writing!

:)

Tom.
 teeantee
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THE TRAIN JOURNEY....midnight special
Posted: 8/14/2012 5:07:10 PM
Welcome aboard!

Always love the principle
garden nurture, grow strong still
little smiles, team effort aboard
expense strength with all afford

Labour expend not on self
matter small, acquiring wealth
distinguish encourage unique team
realistic nurture achieve each dream

Little matter to some 'thought'
with money paid position bought
gentle calm heard forest in tune
starlit orchestra, glowing moon

Gentle spirit, calm gentle please
observe pestilence, power tease
command false challenge with saw
challenged perfect command “Draw”.

“Prove it.”


http://youtu.be/WDDOd8kGBXo
 teeantee
Joined: 6/14/2010
Msg: 1234 (view)
 
THE TRAIN JOURNEY....midnight special
Posted: 8/13/2012 6:37:16 PM
Welcome aboaord!

No worries!

'Mom' got his pension,
and She skipped happly
sort of, like card games
miss never pool cue
 teeantee
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THE TRAIN JOURNEY....midnight special
Posted: 8/12/2012 7:07:53 PM
Welcome aboard!

Often, there is strength displayed,
yet surprising. It's funny, somehow,
not to be confused with humour or
simple entertainment, struggles that
ensue.

Out of the mouths of babes, sometimes,
comes wisdom in innocence, yet strength.

I wrote a poem about it: in fact lots of poems,
and drew lots of pictures about that as well....

Think of it this way, please:

The locomotive pulling the train, is merely
an inanimate object, that together, two crew
members shine. Each take care to look after that,
sharing both responsibilities at the throttle, and firing
the engine.

Each crew member has a job to do, depended upon.
The engine must be fired, well oiled, with an enginneer,
both experienced and focussed on the line ahead,
conscientious.

The Conductor must be confident in command, and
each team member must be confident in that ability.
It is a team effort, for no one can command, lest the
train wreck, borne of false momentum.

The aftermath is unthinkable.

Cheers!

Tom.

Anticipation’

Reflecting day’s begginning, sunrise reflected gleam
Multicolour reflected from that without painted dream
Dampness of night evaporating at its own slow pace
Crew to various tasks employed oblivious to life’s race

Silver shining, in truth no colour of its own
Reflecting aura, colours of the morn
Prepared is the streamliner, locomotive fed
Conductor on the platform is recognized as head

Platform is pristine in early morning light
Activity of each crew member, preparation flight
Porters shined and polished, orders read at head end
Preparation all and each for pleasant journey to spend

Passengers all boarded to each there own with care
Anticipating journey with now little time to spare
Conductor glances at ancient watch, taken from his vest
About to call the ‘All Aboard’..begin this practiced journey best…

Reaching for the step box, to toss in coach aboard
Eye is caught by lone figure, moving confidently toward
Little One is mighty, although aged no more than six or so
Captivated by conductor, the train will not proceed to go

‘Mr Conductor’ says the little One with eyes and smile bright
‘I’ve come to see my Daddy, on this train he left one night.
He’s big and strong and handsome and wore his uniform
Miss his story reading while snuggled safe and warm.’

‘This is the train he got on and I’ve come to get him back
Please call out for him, his friends know him as ‘Jack’ ‘
Pleading eyes of confidence brought conductor to his knees
Pointless of all efforts desired, this little One’s request to please

Train holds him not captive, aboard in either heart nor soul
Shot in the line of duty, focussed on commander’s goal
Moisture from conductor’s eye, taken wee One by hand
Walk along the platform..’Y’know, your Dad was grand…’
 teeantee
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THE TRAIN JOURNEY....midnight special
Posted: 8/9/2012 11:29:43 PM
Welcome aboard!

Whew!

Glad to be aboard the train, again, leavin' that place!
It was dark, dank and, well, like a prison. That sucks.

Of course fourplay expand twelve
experience curious with in delve
matter little with words thrown lost
canvass decorate with paint on tossed

Fore score, or perhaps simple foreplay
Six lines or more brought to angst foray
Two many battles endure with sinew scar
One battle was enough, learned to see far.

~~~~~~~~

And now, back to Dixie.....


~~~~~~~~~~~

(with squiggly lines, and shat like that, so that people will know that I am changing gears, in thought, and stuff, because long ago the girl I once knew was imprisoned in a tower of Her own choosing, and the horse ridden tripped in the forest, perhaps, on a twig, at midnight, or just before sixteen twenty..... )

I digress.

~~~~~~~~~~


In five lines, no less......

D electable invite soft sweet
I ntellect sensuous laughter
X zylophone symphony sweet
I nterest culminates gather smile
E xcitement grows speed all the while....

Ah. Nothing like 'Dixie' land.....
 teeantee
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THE TRAIN JOURNEY....midnight special
Posted: 8/4/2012 9:35:49 PM
Welcome aboard!

Well, it is important to have something positive here: thus, I thought I might present a writing for all to enjoy, hopefully. Please take the time to discard your armour, and drop your sword. That will help you a lot.

Please try. Be encouraged.

Ready? Close your eyes, and imagine. You are on a platform embarking on a new journey, clutching your suitcase. The whistle blows, and a bell is heard rung, approaching. Initial fears dissipate in excitement of new discovery, an orchestra playing soft, the symphony.

Imagine.

This wee Poem is written of love:

“Tough Love”

She was tough as nails, or some might thought
Strength carry within soul, false never brought
Emerald Isle pasture simple harbour sought claim
Brought tears flow to water well, encourage flame

D ixie heart land, yet hailed from northland near
I ndescribable, like rock cliffs mountains sheer
X rate unthinkable, yet desire mountain top explore
I nterest develops, southern bell rung with in store
E nthusiasum climbs, team with discover depth more

Armour held discarded, but with simple touch
Thimble perhaps symbolic, yet means so much
Fly with me, My Darling, in dreams never land
Violin concerto played together with baby grand!

Cheers!

Tom.
 teeantee
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Bee Charmer
Posted: 8/1/2012 5:58:00 PM
Welcome back!

Great writing!

Tom.
 teeantee
Joined: 6/14/2010
Msg: 1230 (view)
 
THE TRAIN JOURNEY....midnight special
Posted: 8/1/2012 5:11:24 PM
Welcome aboard, Ms Andover!

Nice write!

:)
 teeantee
Joined: 6/14/2010
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First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 8/1/2012 5:07:53 PM
(Hi Ms We)

Learning too often to reach for the throat...

(May I change that, with punctuation, please? More in keeping with my thought.. )

Learning too, often to reach for, the throat..
Drawbridge lower around castle moat
Welcome warrior without disdain
Bird song sweet welcome refrain

Little, often fuels the fire
Within bank hot coals inspire
Torch pass marathon run at length
Team work built encourage strength..
 teeantee
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Msg: 1228 (view)
 
THE TRAIN JOURNEY....midnight special
Posted: 7/30/2012 10:00:38 PM
Welcome aboard:

Ya' know, sometimes it's like standing on the platform, waving frantically, and wondering why the train doesn't move. The head end crew sees the wave, yet doesn't understand why there isn't any fuel, or water in the tender. Pretty simple really, but neither understand.

Heck!

Think you got problems?

I'm still confused about four line poetry!

Forgot manic stare
Often from unaware
Uniform shine wear
Resplendant if dare

Well, anyway, notwithstanding pestulance, with may be observed from time to time, on the journey of life, wondered aloud is the destination, curious?

Never forgotten, actually.

That call to all aboard. It was simple, with fuel, water, stuff like that, with Ops orders that had no room for error or continuence, or wee etceteras in brief to dismiss thought.

But what do I know, eh?

Lots.

An ancient time piece is extracted with care from the right vest pocket. The crew has fueled the engine, polished and shined. It is a symphony, well practiced.

There is calm.

There is confidence, with smiles.

All Aboarrrrrrrd!!!!!!

(The movement begins)
 teeantee
Joined: 6/14/2010
Msg: 1227 (view)
 
THE TRAIN JOURNEY....midnight special
Posted: 7/28/2012 7:52:53 PM
Welcome Aboard!

Just sippin' some tea, here.

*smiles*

Begun song, at the break of dawn
Inspire awaken to new morning
Refresh each day heard quiet heart
Direct call cherish, calm cheer start

Simplicity of concert envelopes sweet
Orchestra play with dawn colours greet
Notwithstanding lawless purpose expose
Greater things accomplish cherish red rose
 teeantee
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Acrostic Poetry - first letter of each line spells the Title of your poem...
Posted: 7/28/2012 7:51:01 PM
Begun song, at the break of dawn
Inspire awaken to new morning
Refresh each day heard quiet heart
Direct call cherish, calm cheer start

Simplicity of concert envelopes sweet
Orchestra play with dawn colours greet
Notwithstanding lawless purpose expose
Greater things accomplish cherish red rose
 teeantee
Joined: 6/14/2010
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Tanka the original spark (5,7,5,7,7)
Posted: 7/28/2012 7:33:58 PM
dreamworks being depicted
cadence desire march in step
exuberance youth
suppositions encourage
marathon run with passed torch
 teeantee
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Msg: 1226 (view)
 
THE TRAIN JOURNEY....midnight special
Posted: 7/26/2012 8:33:44 PM
Welcome Aboard!

That acrostic poetry is interesting. Thought I might try my hand at it.

Cheers!

Tom.

It was the second, welcome with smile timeless
Notwithstanding pasts, postulates platform dress
Transpose, forgotten never there, train of thought
Energy free, with flown wing magic brought
Resolved, be it gentle interaction that discovers
Everlast perfume, blossom colourfull flower
Stalwart, flown, free magic gentle wings spread
Tribal drum sounds, in dream sleep, awaken led

Shall we know ghosts? First, inspire light switch on
Hope full, sunset colour display full moon, play upon
Energetic, with strength of form, powerful is delight!
locomotion soft held, fire fed dance free with moonlight
 teeantee
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Acrostic Poetry - first letter of each line spells the Title of your poem...
Posted: 7/25/2012 6:33:55 PM
Indeed.

Much credit to Ms asianpeacnqTea, also an inspiration,
and encouraged, most free.

Desire simple the dance, heard to music, encourage
Always welcome, new journey explore with age
Notwithstanding, legal pomp and circumstance
Certainly, such theatrics are set free playful
Energy positive floats above, space graceful
 teeantee
Joined: 6/14/2010
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Cinquain on the Membrane
Posted: 7/23/2012 10:08:16 PM
timeless
a smile held once
fleet of foot playground in
laughter begun discoveries
timeless
 teeantee
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Msg: 1225 (view)
 
THE TRAIN JOURNEY....midnight special
Posted: 7/23/2012 10:00:59 PM
Welcome aboard!

The journey of life progresses, about a wee train. Imagine, in fact, in spite of drought locally with fail crops searching earnestly for water, sweet tea was sipped, gazing at rose buds, beyond thorns.

Momentum gathered, as speed embraces new destinations, travel, discovering, encouraging.....

It's like the 'little engine that could', regardless of the train of baggage, or the hill faced. It didn't matter...

'Namaste', dear riders, go not silent into that good night.

Welcome aboard!

It wqas pointless, considered notwithstanding attack
Thoughtless were those jeers that wore overalls mask
Sleek were driven wheels, connected with fire fuel shine
Fire encourage labour, to dance free upon main line

Crew at the ready, each uniformed held in place
Locomotive polish shine, with power fire embrace
Her power never hinder, throttle open gentle held
Speed upon the silver twin, upon magic within spelled

Some thought she was a little one, who's day come an' gone
Diesel fuel spill around, yet gather together on the lawn
Her boiler fill with water, tender fill with desire coal
Bright lit is locomotion desire, written from the soul!

Oh! Watch the bitterness, as locomotion carries depart
Pastures new horizons, begun sheep graze new start
Always hated bitterness, longq to conduct sweet train
Magic always felt escape, there in symphony refrain.....

In Two words, no less.....


All Aboarrrrrrdddddddd!
 teeantee
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Acrostic Poetry - first letter of each line spells the Title of your poem...
Posted: 7/23/2012 8:01:48 PM
^^^ Awesome ^^^
:)

Fortitous is the sword, yet held armour
Relentless open fought close door
Encourage, yet guide free from tower
Embattle there, release chains empower!

(Beautiful writing... :) )
 teeantee
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Acrostic Poetry - first letter of each line spells the Title of your poem...
Posted: 7/23/2012 7:22:47 PM
Erstwhile, the dance became just two
Notwithstanding legal pomp and circumstance
Enveloping, slow, like a symphony in dance
Romance dress rehearse magic ball room
Garner free, like a horse prepare soft groom
Young restless, flight encourage star light!

Cradle the stars, soft moon glow sent
Aglow silent wee creatures dance lent
Rigourours gentle, is the rythem fought
Energy spent, smile encourage, thought...

Energy Care....

:) That kind o' thing.
 teeantee
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Msg: 330 (view)
 
4 Lines
Posted: 7/21/2012 10:16:26 PM
Last thought cherish wee Ones
Often discard, selfish in tonnes
Victorious, soft held battle cries
Ever welcome castle held implies
 teeantee
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4 Lines
Posted: 7/21/2012 10:06:45 PM
Yes, they do connect, like a train
even venture simple refrain
it was the cinnamon doughnuts
forescore expand, some times
 teeantee
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Msg: 1224 (view)
 
THE TRAIN JOURNEY....midnight special
Posted: 7/20/2012 8:12:59 PM
'Number'

She came to him, or rather he walked up to Her.
She was silent, quiet appearing forlorn, in self
She was beautiful, once, some time past perhaps

Careful was made, Her lines round, yet sleek
Considered at length, once powerful, abandon
Credible, however Her dance pattern with grace
Caress soft touch Her curves round paint glimmer

Rapture kindled, a fire built unseen within two
Restored beautiful, hungering lustful each, other
Resplendent each in each other's dreams carried
Renditions poetic play upon the mind without reason

Artistic dreams cherished each that walk there met
Attention meticulous given, dancing both freely
At length, each could serve each other's need full

Perhaps, dreams might be fulfilled to dance again!
Perchance that these two should meet, each dream!
Persuasive power held, each to hold onto each dream...

Scrap.

Scrap Iron......lotta' dollars there...

Wait! No!

Dancing, please!

Fire scrapper's torch was lit, for there was money in scrap metal....
Rekindle fire hope to dance free disintegrated in illusions past
She beckoned at His heart, yet softly quiet, stalwart surrender
His hand was placed on Her side, for a moment, fire still lit held

It was a long moment.

He shut off the torch, and stood there, marveling at Her beauty
He quit. That very day, but not on Her, rather the ridiculous
After all, there was not a lotta money in scrap anyway, after all
In the quiet, imagination stirred as She worked silent on His spirit
 teeantee
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4 Lines
Posted: 7/20/2012 7:19:48 PM
(Preamble: unable to contact the author directly, because I smoke, and drink...)

Ms asianpeachteaqTea:

Hon, the idea of any thread that suggests in it's title acertain number of lines, means that authors would submit writing, without making personal attacks of course, within the structure outlined. In other words, the Original Poster(OP) had a theme in mind, for whatever reason.

Your creative spirit is encouraged, but for goodness sake! FOUR LINES, MEANS FOUR LINES.

It's the same as SIX LINES MEANS SIX LINES.

If you wish to write more, please do so, but on the many threads inviting you to do so, or create your own, and only one thread.

It's just four lines, Hon. Not six, forescore eighteen, because the beer store ran out of beer at fourteen thirty two, and the boyfriend is high on crack cocaine, because his Mother abandoned him at an orphanage, and he was shipped in a basket down the river, which wildly spilled into a ravive, narrowed by years of pestulance, perhaps, because Father time had a watch that stopped ticking, bewcause restrictions were placed long ago, fought against, then embrace once again, considered, reconsidered, looking at the sunset through binoculours, sothat it might be clearer, though hurting mine eyes, to slumber led etc, etc, etc.. (to be con't)

Fore! The ball is struck!
For some, takes four
Four lines driven for
For fourscore score
 teeantee
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/////\\\\\ 6 Lines or Less //////\\\\\\
Posted: 7/20/2012 6:45:59 PM
^^^ Ya know, I like that ^^^

so said almighty magic & chemistry falling into Heaven
it was magic that never fell, under the sword chaotic
whisper little creatures, upon the forest floor
invite small are many, silent with in explore
 teeantee
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Pick a line, any line, from the poem above (props to W)
Posted: 7/19/2012 10:28:00 PM
just sit for a while and listen to it
brook babbles, wind through leaves
forest quiet whispers soft delight
daylight shade comfort cool invite

wee creatures scamper quests unkown
seeds of acorns freely cast sowen
in the forest calm held each secure
If only one could just stop and hear
 teeantee
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Msg: 3224 (view)
 
/////\\\\\ 6 Lines or Less //////\\\\\\
Posted: 7/18/2012 9:25:50 PM
Cheap
Sweetheart
Bottle inside free
Smoke
Offer
 teeantee
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Msg: 3222 (view)
 
/////\\\\\ 6 Lines or Less //////\\\\\\
Posted: 7/18/2012 8:36:09 PM
fine wine
age enjoy breif
expensive thought
spill
 teeantee
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Acrostic Poetry - first letter of each line spells the Title of your poem...
Posted: 7/17/2012 9:17:09 PM
Imagine a journey carress
Magic flown, no longer stess
Angles not correct, flown where chose
Great expand free wings astound
In self discover, depth found
Namaste, free creative
Energy.......

Imagine......
 teeantee
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/////\\\\\ 6 Lines or Less //////\\\\\\
Posted: 7/17/2012 9:03:55 PM
indifference
subtle battle succombs
chaos attempts to overgrow gardens
card games wild held in hand
Royal Flush
 teeantee
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Msg: 3213 (view)
 
/////\\\\\ 6 Lines or Less //////\\\\\\
Posted: 7/15/2012 11:35:31 PM
moat
protects castle
water surrounds
womb like
just two
One
 teeantee
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Msg: 1223 (view)
 
THE TRAIN JOURNEY....midnight special
Posted: 7/15/2012 11:28:02 PM
Welcome aboard!

At a station stop in Northern Ontario, a canoe is unloaded, as well as our provisions from the baggage car. The train will pick us up, a few days later. The train departs, and we watch. It was a mere fantasy, leaving only two little silver trails behind.

The wilderness rejoiced at it's passing, hungering to reclaim that space taken with hammers wrung loud, a cacophony against the quiet symphony yelling loud against. Suddenly, it was quiet.

We began to hear. Quiet, at first, then growing louder. It was a symphony, beckoning, beckoning, sweet.....


“Wild Concert”

Morning awakened, songs softly call
Wilderness part of, pines majestic tall
Rhythms dawn embraced, new day begun
Little fire stoked, unobtrusive, anticipate fun

Pristine mists invite, lake mirrored glass
Pines whisper approval, stately standing class
Wisps of smoke, fire small, coffee held in bask
Contented calm within soul, all of ever ask

Labour is expected, yet appreciation calm
Mere guest within forest, chorus herald psalm
Pristine lake, wee creatures, gentle canoe launch
Careful, cautious, gentle, aura cherished never lost

Gentle is the paddle dipped, disturbed small ripple
Silence of intruder, recognized thought simple
Wilderness unconquered, rhythms learned please
Bled loud, whispered cries, pines brought to knees

Her spirit unforgiving, welcoming strong soul
Perished small in wilderness, rape objective goal
She is ragged, tough, with rapids coursing veins
Nurtured to Her bosom, creature’s call refrains

Offered is refreshment, northern waters release
Rock hard granite, shelter prepared one at ease
Bulrushes savoured delicacy provided eat
Disturbing never, delicate balance meet

Wolves howl approval, to some sound attack
Northland unforgiving, weak not invited back
Perhaps it is the balance, natural, forest floor
Rhythms silent plethora, discoveries in store
 teeantee
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Msg: 3211 (view)
 
/////\\\\\ 6 Lines or Less //////\\\\\\
Posted: 7/15/2012 11:12:17 PM
Ya.
me too.
for a while....
longer
 teeantee
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Msg: 3209 (view)
 
/////\\\\\ 6 Lines or Less //////\\\\\\
Posted: 7/15/2012 10:57:09 PM
duress
constitutes plague
chaos smiles attempt
battle overcome
colour full
duress
 teeantee
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Msg: 1222 (view)
 
THE TRAIN JOURNEY....midnight special
Posted: 7/15/2012 8:42:34 PM
Welcome aboard!

It's story time aboard the ol' train, well just because I feel like writing. Please relax, put your feet up, and enjoy the ride. The porter is scheduled by to serve refreshments, any minute now.

Always been a bit of a rebel, never had much use for school since about grade One: when I drew two blocks, when directed to do so. Everyone else drew two 'squares.' High school was no different. I went there, briefly. The students who chose to smoke were directed to a pen, like cattle, punched and numbered.. It was a marvel to watch those individuals, hunched in the cold, glancing furtively about. I was more discreet, and smoked where I chose. The janitors and I laughed together.

If nothing else, school was entertaining, somewhat, but as exciting to me as watching paint dry. Imagine listening to some droll dip shit speaking in a monotone voice about the pleasure of mountains, with as much passion as a stopped clock. Meanwhile, birds beckon at the open window, under blue skies. Almost blew up the science class, once. Almost. Got a detention for that, I think.

Oh, well. Lit a smoke after, and laughed with the janitors.

You know, I just wanted to get the hell outta there, like get the 'hell' out of there: go somewhere different, enticing, exciting. It's one of the reasons that trains hold a special place in my heart. At that time, the railroads where a magic place, still profitable, enticing persons to travel to romantic new starts. Moreso, it was to me the teamwork displayed by the crew, focused on a common goal to power a whole train, gliding effortless at speed.

I've never forgotten that.

Never had a 'school smoking card' either. Just didn't need one.

When I was a kid, I boarded the 'Super Continental', Canadian National Railway's transcontinental. The fare was saved through working part time at a grocery store, and cutting lawns. It was awesome! At one of the crew change points, in an obscure little stop on the prairies, I was invited to climb aboard the locomotive. (Keep in mind my keen interest in trains, that I would venture up there, curious. It was a massive train with three engines, two baggage cars, three day coaches, a cafe lounge, two more coaches, eight sleepers, a dining car, bar lounge and a crew car)

Let me tell ya. When that throttle opened, the earth just moved! It was gentle, yet powerful, shaking one to the core! The locomotives shuddered with might, easing the train forward, gathering speed, until a gentle rhythm was felt. Nothing like it.

I wrote a poem about it.

‘Miles o’ Smiles’
Union Station hour twenty three fifty nine
‘Super Continental’ name train of the line
Snuggled blanket upper berth sheets of starch
Eased out of station beginning westward march.
Rythm of the rails from excitement could not sleep
Alas it was an upper berth and from no window I could peep
Train eased into Cochrane and I got up to seek relief
Stepping squarely unto back of passenger to embarrassed greif.
On the morrow with bed of berth Porter folded away
Conversation with young lady enjoyed in the light of day
To dining car at dinner together did we dine..
Was there that I experienced my first taste of wine.
New found friend and I we chatted invited to lounge car
Enjoyed first taste of rum an’ coke….conversation travelled far.
At crew change point on prairie scheduled stop a while
Made lengthy walk to head end engine view to smile.
Engine crew well seasoned pleased to see young lad
Invited me aboard the cab! Man! My heart was glad!
Shaking like an earhquake when throttle open eased
Such power strength and might thrill my heart most pleased!
Rocking swaying gently at eighty three miles an hour
The bell I rung and whistle blew to thrilling sense of power!
Winding through the ‘Rockies’ such thrill One has to see
Pictures do no justice to that experience One has to be!
Disembarking at Vancouver on pacific shore
Was journey on the train that I desired more!
The week spent on the West Coast time went by so slow…
’Till I could board the train again..with my heart aglow!


All Aboarrrrddddd!
 teeantee
Joined: 6/14/2010
Msg: 3207 (view)
 
/////\\\\\ 6 Lines or Less //////\\\\\\
Posted: 7/15/2012 3:52:26 PM
Anger or fake happiness
rudeness versus violence
it is a choice to draw sword against
all of them, that team
simple content, together
battle overcome
 teeantee
Joined: 6/14/2010
Msg: 163 (view)
 
Pick a line, any line, from the poem above (props to W)
Posted: 7/15/2012 3:32:31 PM
knowing the place
castle strong fortress
within, the heart soft fall
separate from battle, both, secure
team surrendered into each, devoured
strength cherish encourage, taste soft tongue
symphony created, calm nestle, float two together One
they came, together, vultures looking to feast
laugh together two of us, matters in least
in the castle, secure, yet flown above
careful taste each other, confident
knowing the place, soar
high above circle
vultures
 teeantee
Joined: 6/14/2010
Msg: 1221 (view)
 
THE TRAIN JOURNEY....midnight special
Posted: 7/14/2012 8:52:37 PM
Welcome aboard!

It was astounding for me to discover that the simple direction in a thread title 'six words or less' could mean so much more. Truly, I had no idea that placing commas, and little stars, or periods, or fancy squiggly lines would constitute new, or perhaps separate poems.

Well, who new, eh?

Where I come from, six lines or less simply means 'six lines or less'.

Wow, but really it doesn't. Awesome! It could mean anything! So six lines are actually meant to be interpreted all different with squiggly lines, or if their's is a full moon in the sky, with a herd of stampeding zebras, under an opaque sky.

Wow!

Who knew, eh?

The more I learn, the more I am inclined to schedule that labotomy operation, that authority keeps recommending. Apparently, I won't feel a thing after.

Labotomy
stupid still
loss ol' free will
in less 'er more
sum white lines
cocaine


Have a nice day.

Tom.
 teeantee
Joined: 6/14/2010
Msg: 3758 (view)
 
Cinquain on the Membrane
Posted: 7/14/2012 8:10:08 PM
last night
wonderous new
twinkle stars dance above
whispers forest approval there
wee ones
 teeantee
Joined: 6/14/2010
Msg: 3976 (view)
 
First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 7/14/2012 8:06:16 PM
Never curse, much dreams
Never like though, evil schemes
School attend, thought taught well
Chain in dungeon, cage prison hell

Teachers profess smiling lies
Falsehood expose, squelch tries
Lawyers lie, in courts lawless scene
Theatre well play, their acts obscene.
 
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