freight rain


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    freight rain


    the morning arrives like a late train
    alarmed i am wounded awake
    with lights, steam and freight rain
    rusted rails and air brakes

    pain in my head and heart broken
    i used my last token
    but only got halfway home

    i am reliving the wreck of you and me
    all alone

    i miss you so


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    crhymethinc commented on freight rain


    Nicely done. I like the word play "late train/freight rain". That is classic.



    thank you so much. i think a poem should be thoughtful, entertaining and honest.

    Kingwebstar commented on freight rain


    This is a great write great metaphors too. I been on as of lately but I still return here. Love ya bro Hope to see you there Love ur Eminence



    thank you and keep doing that thang you do !

    Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does.

    Allen Ginsberg (1926-1997) U.S. poet.

    Phission’s Poems (24)

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    freight rain 2
    goodbye 8
    sensual central 1
    goodnight, summer night 3
    the robin 2
    gun 4
    top of the sky 2
    eulogy 2
    do you love me 3
    i lost her 4
    home 2
    observations in random rows 3
    these days 1
    music and dreams 3
    point blank 5
    the gift 2
    breathing love 6
    position 8
    name 5
    one 3
    companion 2
    beware 4
    this ( for annie ) 3