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| Today's Poem - 02/08/2010 |
Nowhere Train - Viewed 285 Times
| David Devaney
Website
January 07, 1998 |
I took a ride the other day
Upon the Nowhere Train
And found a sunrise window seat
My trip was not in vain
I left the station with a jerk
And headed south, southwest
My destination desert towns
Beyond the mountain’s crest
I circled round its precipice
Then passed through tunnels long
The engines three did make the grade
For they were diesel strong
Then quick the darkness disappeared
As Eden I did find
Imagined beauty everywhere
And life was being kind
With desert flowers growing wild
The cactus fully dressed
Hillside rabbits multiplied
God’s handiwork impressed
Chorus
This train was going nowhere
When Heaven’s Gate was found
A Nowhere Train to Paradise
And I was Heaven Bound
Yes I was Heaven bound
Then new horizons brought to view
A cowboy history
The Wild West behind the sun
Is what I came to see
An old church steeple first I spied
Did dominate the scene
With whitewashed sides of wood antique
Its graveyard yellow green
The old coral was rickety
Still horses it restrained
The blacksmith bathed in constant sweat
Steel shoes his shop contained
A General Store with souvenirs
Of quick draw gunfight times
A red hotel with hour rooms
When trysts were not yet crimes
A wooden walkway everywhere
A stagecoach and a jail
A mystic place by time preserved
Beside the desert rail
Then back aboard my timeless ride
The sunset was my goal
The clickety clacking of the train
Had touched my very soul
Chorus
My train was going nowhere
When Heaven’s Gate was found
A Nowhere Train to Paradise
And I was Heaven bound
Yes I was Heaven bound | | © 1998 David Devaney |
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