d’Verse Poetics
Adventures in Traveling
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The midnight train calls out my name
As if a game
Come ride with me
A dreamlike plea
We’ll ride along the night time rails
When day exhales
The city sleeps
Its secrets keep
Bright neon lights eclipse the moon
And streets are strewn
With shiny girls
Sweet music swirls
Dark corners hide the other side
Those cast aside
They tear apart
My beating heart
Let’s ride the train till morning comes
Night’s life succumbs
To men in suits
Women in boots
rhymeswithbug 
I have a feeling like the train is like going on a safari… Watching the city’s lures and dangers from a safe place.
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I like that idea!
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There’s a whole different crowd on those trains in the wee hours. I like how you portray the different aspects of the city at night…the parts we would rather not see and all the shiny people with music swirling.
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Thanks!
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I haven’t tried the midnight train yet but I can imagine a different crowd from the men in suits and the women in boots ~ For long distance travels though, it would be more of the tourists & travellers ~
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I love the short lines and rhymes. So much like the train moving through the night.
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Thanks!
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Love how you portray magic with your words 🙂
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Thank you so much
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There’s nothing like a train ride, no matter what the time of day, and you have conveyed the thrill of the fun side as well as the dark side.
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Thanks
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The midnight train…so very different! I truly like the rhyme and rhythm of this poem and how you describe the people and sights. A really real journey and adventure.
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Terrific–an adventure round every bend; reminds me of riding the subway/surface cars in Philly late at night; kept me on edge, bathed in alacrity.
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I can picture it. Really cool journey.
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A vivid adventure then down to earth with a bump next morning – I love your poem.
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Thanks bunches!
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I think I would be a coward
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😉
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“Bright neon lights eclipse the moon” contrasted with the “dark side” really enjoyed that.
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Thanks!
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This tumbles out beautifully- good job.
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Thank you!
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The midnight train sounds interesting. Good capture.
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Class.. a function
of more than 150 to
200 sets of humans
iN a group setting.. no
longer depending directly
on each other.. empathy
glows iN hand held
company
of survival..
Empathy
dies when
eYes no
longer
connect
as being human..
trUly the disease of
Modern culture.. the
death of empathy as even
science now shows that
empathy has gone the
way of 4 inch
screens
of heartless
eyes of college
age adults who
empirically
score 30%
less on
heARt
from just
a few decades
ago.. the Zombie
Apocalypse iS real
iN 4 inch screens of SCREAM..
iS there anyone iN theRe.. as
Pink
Floyd
says..
‘Comfortably
Numb’ now
as Zombie
Robot
eYes
gOne
cOld..:)
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