The Train Station
I watch them pass by
and catch a glimpse of the play
I watch them pass by
and catch a glimpse of the play
by the actors of live
who's props are newspapers
suitcases and cellphones
The lines in their face
and the light in their eyes
reveal a clue to an untold story
Directed by a voice
"The 10.30 to Amsterdam
is leaving on platform two"
they step in a carcass
of steel and glass
driving them to their next act
I watch them pass by
and catch a glimpse of their play
marja blom
who's props are newspapers
suitcases and cellphones
The lines in their face
and the light in their eyes
reveal a clue to an untold story
Directed by a voice
"The 10.30 to Amsterdam
is leaving on platform two"
they step in a carcass
of steel and glass
driving them to their next act
I watch them pass by
and catch a glimpse of their play
marja blom
Kia ora Marja,
ReplyDeleteNice - we are all actors in our own plays.
Aroha,
Robb
Very good, Marja! I am generally not very keen on poetry, but this one shows the feelings you have when you are in a hurry to catch your train.
ReplyDeleteThanks for your comment. It was terrible for the people of Hope Valley to be forced to leave the country where they were born. I have heard these stories from several elders. My daughter wrote their stories down.
Oo, clever! And also your face on that billboard. Nice ;-)
ReplyDeleteLove your clever picture, Marja. You look like a benevolent Big "Sister" looking down on your sibs.
ReplyDeleteYour poem has a somewhat poignant tone to it. I feel it mainly because I recall, clearly, how I felt when I was working and didn't want to be there anymore. I think many of the players in your play may feel the same way.
Loved your poem Marja, and such a clever picture you have created.. excellent. I hope to see more poems.. :-) xx
ReplyDeleteNice combination of poem and image. I hope you find time to write some more one day.
ReplyDeleteVery nice poem indeed and I'm wondering how you did the photo. You look great by the way.
ReplyDeletewow...nice poem... i think you were a poet at heart otherwise i have befriended so many poet bloggers and still i cannot write anything in poetry :(
ReplyDeletemarja, a wonder location (and photo) to find a living poem.
ReplyDeleteGreat poem Marja! 'And all the world's a stage'
ReplyDeleteDid you write it in English first or did you translate from Dutch? Either way you are very clever!
Great modern poem. Love your photo too, very imaginative.
ReplyDeleteWow, Marja, this is a good one. Love it. And by Jove what a portrait! :-)
ReplyDeleteRoger