To watch

it's always the same -
taking the train to somewhere
case stowed there, sitting close by
I settle into porterage

and gauge momentum 
by departing drum of carriage wheels.
Or do the stations merely peel away?
convey a landscape lantern show

beyond the grimy window. A whirl
of scenic blur and all volition's swept 
to rest beneath my feet. Accepting fate
as nameplate on this validated spot
 
a dot in such momentous time. Seconds circle
yet spectacle of sun is keeping track 
takes back the shine from field and town
slips down, permitting sky

to soon let fly with painter's hands 
and force us all to watch

39 thoughts on “To watch

  1. This is absolutely stunning, Laura! I love the intricate details here especially; “A whirl of scenic blur and all volition’s swept to rest beneath my feet.” ❤️❤️

  2. This is a poem I relate to, Laura! I particularly love the lines:
    ‘Or do the stations merely peel away?
    convey a landscape lantern show
    beyond the grimy window’
    and
    ‘…Seconds circle
    yet spectacle of sun is keeping track
    takes back the shine from field and town’.

  3. I felt as I read this that the momentum picked up–as in a train ride. Magical, Laura! A train ride is definitely a transitional time.
    I liked the “landscape lantern show,” and the feeling that we must just give in to it, “A whirl of scenic blue and all volition’s swept to rest beneath my feet.”

    1. I ike your observation about the momentum Merril as I had not noticed or designed the poem that way but yet that is how it should be! And thank you for this inspirational challenge

  4. i do enjoy long train journeys. a long train ride across America Atlantic to Pacific is on my bucket list.
    the momentum always helps me relax.
    really enjoyed reading this

  5. I love train rides and observing the view from the window as well as the passengers. I can relate to the scene of departing and arriving. Time can be very slow but how lovely to reveal the final lines of the sky to soon fly with painter’s hands.

  6. “A whirl
    of scenic blur and all volition’s swept
    to rest beneath my feet. Accepting fate
    as nameplate on this validated spot

    a dot in such momentous time.”

    My favorite lines. I feel this sums up life quite succinctly.❤️

  7. Very eloquently written, Laura. I like the concept of the sun taking back the shine and the painter forcing us to watch as it disappears over the horizon.

  8. Oh Laura, this is beautiful. Threads weaving themselves into a painter’s hands. But then you’re no stranger to beauty. Appreciate so much you do and say. We should all listen more to each other, all those wonderful ordinary moments. Life is a gift.

  9. Beautiful! I felt myself settling in for the ride surrendering to the momentum, the blurs of scenery and analysis of time. The imagery you painted of the setting sun was stunning.

  10. I have always imagined a trip through towns and forests on a train and one thing that would be amazing is to take a trip like that then take the same trip in ten years to see how things have changed.

  11. Reading this poem is a journey in itself. “Accepting fate
    as nameplate on this validated spot”. I could deeply resonate with this line. 😄

  12. I love riding on a train! We recently rode the train from Bergen Norway, to Oslo….up into mountains. Amazing to watch the scenery roll by. I love the part about the sun slipping away and the sky letting fly with painter’s hands!

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