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the train joureny
Contributed by
Jan_Oskar_Hansen
on
Friday, 20th September 2002 @ 09:19:41 AM in AEST
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A Train Journey
Third class carriage, hard seats but the train
is clean tugging along stopping in tiny
villages I didnt knew existed. A few people
are getting off others joining. Crates are
loaded onboard together with bags of potatoes.
Its getting dark on embankments hardy
weed look cold and thorny bushes shrink into
their own misery. The light in the carriage is bed
impossible to read and its getting worse as
the conductor dims it wanting us to sleep.
Wrap a travel blanket around me it gives a sense
of security and privacy, my fellow travellers
are closing their eyes sinking into their own world
and I wonder what they are thinking of?
Look out of the window see my own face
surrounded by darkness and reflect upon
The irony of our journey in life, which leads
into the eternal night.
Copyright ©
Jan_Oskar_Hansen
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2002-09-20 09:19:41]
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Re: the train joureny
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by Unaekseveer1 on
Friday, 1st November 2002 @ 08:48:59 AM AEST
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Excellent Jan,
For a moment I was there, looking at my own reflection looking back and pondering thoughts of eternity!
Thankyou for sharing this, I love it!
With love
Dean:-) |
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