A Poem for Thursday

The Midlanders

..a man was killed on the tracks, today.

I waited on platform two

for the train coming down from Glasgow.

Today... damp,cold,misty day in the north.

This middle England...

(Trains with no drivers)

of semis and trees...

(Drivers with no trains.)

ponies,cows and sheep.

A reassuring voice

reminds us

to take care when stepping down onto the platform.

Patient passengers

gaze silently

through

steamed up carriage windows .

Travelling in timelessness

each cocooned in their own dramas.

Business men,young mothers,grandparents.

Wheels turn almost without noise

over tracks...

and

in the trees

crows await rich pickings.

Going home
this is England
at it's most crowded.
Middle and everything.
All languages, all sizes, all ages.
All trying to get home.
Some get on the train.
Some  abandon the try....
Far from home...
Far from the destination.

Now I believe what they tell me...
...everything in everyway
ends in chaos.

Open Link Night ~ Week 70

Linking up to dVerse this week...it's been a while since I had the time to do it and ....miss it!!!