Bender

You think you know what happiness is,
a big train filled with steam

and everybody's jumping aboard --
facing some eager and relentless forward;

Or later,
that it's the unexpected return of a relic
from when constellations were
still young
and unaware of their places in the sky.

A waiting game then,
for those pistons to tremble in --
that far-off whistle
a little too far-off,
or that "later" just a little too late.

When you stepped onto the station's wooded deck
there was the ostentation of finding something,
a destination maybe

But you never stayed.

One starless night
you wandered off those tracks
and there it was:
the better bright
of your own backward ways.




Poetry by Charlie fan
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Written on 2009-04-07 at 06:25

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Nice. Quite serrated in its exquisite lines.
2009-04-10


Elle The PoetBay support member heart!
'a big train filled with steam'

What a wonderful idea for happiness, I really enjoyed reading

Elle x
2009-04-07


Eli The PoetBay support member heart!
I do love metaphors; you use them beautifully here. Thank you.
2009-04-07