Trains that pass

Trains that pass
and leave you with no feeling

I learn to see the seagulls and the waves
the smell of the wet pebbles
the flowers on the grass and the Christmas lights
in the cold night

thoughts so distant from regular life
so far away
and so close to truth

the truth of the matter
the truth that matters

science is a just interpretation
and yet not the explanation

trains that pass and leave you with no feeling
soft rain on my cheeks and the sirens in the distance

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2 thoughts on “Trains that pass

  1. I love science, but also agree with your deeper comment:
    science is a just interpretation
    and yet not the explanation
    What I get out of your poetry is a deep feeling for what really matters in life. I like a lot of your photographs too. Searching for that which is beyond the eyes is always the poet’s way, so that means you are a poet.

  2. Thank you! It warms my heart to read your comments each time. I have been reading and admiring both yours and Ethel’s work. It makes me happy to know you are there and a part of me feels like we know each other… at least through words and images.

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