Railway Sidings

by Worldly Winds
Brake chain

Brake chain (Photo credit: slambo_42)

Industrial wastage,

with rust iron landscape,

electronic call, signals

an urban escape.

Waterfall ferns,

on railway sidings,

squealing of brakes,

as wheels start sliding.

Flashes of night,

as tunnels become us,

roar of the engine,

as stations flash from us.

Metal on metal,

turn wheels of steel,

the smell of the diesel,

the brakes grind and squeal.

© Railway Sidings 28.09.2012

By Alexandra Carr-Malcolm

4 Comments to “Railway Sidings”

  1. dig this piece. my favorite line, “as tunnels become us”.

  2. I loved this, an unusual topic but you worked it to perfection!

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