Quotes about rail, page 13

The Mound by the Lake

The grass shall never forget this grave.
When homeward footing it in the sun
After the weary ride by rail,
The stripling soldiers passed her door,
Wounded perchance, or wan and pale,
She left her household work undone -
Duly the wayside table spread,
With evergreens shaded, to regale
Each travel-spent and grateful one.
So warm her heart, childless, unwed,
Who like a mother comforted.

poem by Herman Melville
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Dream Song II

Pray, what can dreams avail
To make love or to mar?
The child within the cradle rail
Lies dreaming of the star.
But is the star by this beguiled
To leave its place and seek the child?

The poor plucked rose within its glass
Still dreameth of the bee;
But, tho' the lagging moments pass,
Her Love she may not see.
If dream of child and flower fail,
Why should a maiden's dreams prevail?

poem by Paul Laurence Dunbar
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The mavericks know who you are
The mavericks would love to make you a part of the stars

We're counting on you
Napalm Star

You're a good one
Napalm Star

poem by Justin Gildow
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To You I Am Just A Voice

to you i am just a voice
there are no hands to rejoice
no lips to press
yours to mine
on such a distance

yet even if distance dissolves
and what you see is this empty glass
still your hand cannot hold it
to a mere touch
the glass breaks

i will just a voice in distance
i will still be a voice in your head in this presence
for i am a slave of air
and to the iron rail i am but a train that is passing by

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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I Am a Fighter

I pretend that I am someone else
I feel young and lost

I touch the cold metal rail of the bed
I worry is there something wrong with me?

I cry at the thought of a funeral
I am a fighter

I understand something is wrong from the way the doctors are reacting
I say Ill go when I am ready

I dream about being what everyone wants to be -PERFECT
I try to be the best

I hope Ill become the person I want to be
I am a fighter

poem by Chanel Jackson
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Mpiani

Nail, mail, fail, sail, wail, bail, trail;
But try to wet some and dry some!
For, this tap always flow out in the dry season.
A lifestyle,
To agitate;
And, living the natural way of life.
Culture,
Tradition,
To the society,
And to forge unity with one another;
But ensure peace wherever you are!
Quail, ail, grail, rail brail, frail, pail, jail;
Pending,
Unity,
Rural,
Chieftaincy!
But, i am Mpiani in the land of your sweet muse.

poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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O

Old women look intently at Nothing when the doctor
announces a cancer, dark fruit, under the
shrunk left breast.

Girls' hands hold Nothing when the train sucks their
men from the platform and scoops them down the
slipway of rail.

Nothing beats in deafened ears on the empty and
godless altars of mountain tops.

Nothing is the final strength of the strong: the
last poison on the crumpling lips of the weak.

Submitted by Stephen Fryer

poem by Arthur Seymour John Tessimond
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Coat - Hanger Spring

in Spring
on the rail
it's that love thing
the white plastics pale
a little
as they contemplate
the newcomer
smooth-shouldered
nicely curved at the throat
pedigree a blazer
not an anorak
or coat

at the far side of the room
the contents of the dressing-table drawers
long-term residents
know
that hanging around
with nothing on
can only lead to one thing

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poem by STEPHEN BRIAN Brady
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Horace to Pyrrha

What perfumed, posie-dizened sirrah,
With smiles for diet,
Clasps you, O fair but faithless Pyrrha,
On the quiet?
For whom do you bind up your tresses,
As spun-gold yellow,--
Meshes that go, with your caresses,
To snare a fellow?

How will he rail at fate capricious,
And curse you duly!
Yet now he deems your wiles delicious,
You perfect, truly!
Pyrrha, your love's a treacherous ocean;
He'll soon fall in there!
Then shall I gloat on his commotion,
For I have been there!

poem by Eugene Field
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The Lucky Cat

i've seen this
black cat that walked at night
amidst the busy
city road
passing straight
one speedy car to
another
without fear and never
crushed

i've seen her eyes
unruffled
her feet so nimble and light
like a flash of
lightning
without the sound
of thunder

i've seen her sit upon a
rail up on the

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poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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