Daydream Railroad

Feet against metal under ice

Walking nowhere with nowhere to be.

No one to see so metal and ice

Become constant companions

To walking nowhere feet.

Deep green left hanging

Brown, no one to see spectacle;

Crisp breaths of crisp air

Exhale, warmed wetness, into

The sky above metal under ice.

Formed a pattern one imprint

After one imprint in infinite seriation,

Beautiful array with nowhere to be.

White flakes explode with kicks

Aimed to cover no one to see patterns.

Blink, blink, dissolve, blink, blink.

Fade away metal and ice

Away with green and brown

Back into black emptiness.

I see I have somewhere to be. 

Reviews

[jacob erin-cilberto]

we sometimes wander aimlessly, like a train on nowhere tracks...we dream, we daydream...but there is ice under our feet...and the train slips off the icy tracks...
sooner or later we find purpose and realize we do have a place to go, and we start the journey...
i really like your metaphor and how you carry it throughout the poem from beginning to end...
nice symmetry.
j.

[Heather]

Thank you! Daydreaming is a good outlet for me and I think it's a big source of inspiration for me in terms of my writing. Reality always has a way of pulling us back to our responsibilities which might not be a bad thing.

[kitseth.]

I enjoyed this. it brought on a certain imagery to me. Reminds me a bit of Indiana weather. Love the Hoosier state, not the winters so much. Lovely write

[Heather]

Thanks! We're a little warmer this weekend than it has been, hoping it sticks around