Sleepy Whistle

Sleepy Whistle

A Poem by Cherrie Palmer

Sleepy whistle drifts away.


Now hear the clickity clack of the swaying train.


Meandering smoke trails behind,

 

as black on black outlines the night.

 

My bobbing head gives way to rest.

 

an icy pillow chills my head,

 

leaning on the window seat,

 

and the clickity clack consumes my dreams.


A baby’s cry redirects my sight, but weighted lids

 

reclaim the night.


Whispering lovers sweeten my rest

 

As the clickity clack of the rails do the rest.

Wheww! Wheww!

 


© 2020 Cherrie Palmer


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Cherrie Palmer
yes or no to the hidden words?

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The train chugs along, lulling one to sleep... This poem stands out for me as I loved traveling on trains as a kid and the plethora of things happening on board. I'd never tire of taking everything in and yes I slept like a log! Loved the clickity clack. Thank you for bringing back such sweet memories, Ms. Cherrie!

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Yes to the hidden words but have some whispery smoke coming after them. Your title really summed up your poem and some it was a beautiful ride. Oh I also love a chill pillow

Posted 2 Months Ago


Cherrie Palmer

2 Months Ago

I liked the whistle sound typed in a pale grey. I tried this once before 'Hidden' another poem wit.. read more
it is a lullaby hard to resist .. the rocking to and fro and distant loon calls of the whistle ..(very loud if close at hand) ;)) .. I read Richards poem dedicated to you Cherrie! ;) of course had to come and read yours from which he took inspiration ... like i said to him .. i am inspired to take a week long train ride ... just for fun .. out and back .. now i am doubly inspired .. may even look into it today ;) best of the day to ya!
E.

Posted 2 Months Ago


Cherrie Palmer

2 Months Ago

I have to agree with you Richard's poem calls for a ticket.
Einstein Noodle

2 Months Ago

i am so glad we met ... right here at the Cafe' ... ;)
Cherrie Palmer

2 Months Ago

I am too, :)
About final words in gray . . . I could not imagine it "quiet" (which gray implies) . . . train whistles seem to be blasting loud, so the subtle treatment might be a little incongruous for me! Your poem made me long for train-travel to be viable always. Nobody should miss the experience of taking a long train ride, which you've brought to life for all the senses. It's hard to imagine that train travel (as we knew it) will someday be obsolete like stagecoaches! Your poem puts us into a reverie! (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

Posted 2 Months Ago


Cherrie Palmer

2 Months Ago

I left that line grey, kinda like the passing of the train and or poem with all its sounds and imag.. read more
A relaxing and romantic write. Great work!

Posted 2 Months Ago


Cherrie Palmer

2 Months Ago

Thank you:) I really enjoyed writing this one.
Laying here reading because I woke up earlier than I wanted to. This is a perfect read for me.
I absolutely love it.

Posted 2 Months Ago


Cherrie Palmer

2 Months Ago

:) thank you I'm thrilled you l enjoyed this early morning find.
light and ashes

2 Months Ago

You are welcome!
You have touched on one of my favorite memories. I rode a train to southern ohio as a child. I the clickity clack was the greatest sound ever. Love ya

Posted 2 Months Ago


Cherrie Palmer

2 Months Ago

Yes, I love the sound and feel of a train, I am so glad to stir such a wonderful memory.
The very solace and comfort one finds within the confines of traveling inside of trains. Something about the railroads gives off aestheticism. Yet looking out the windows you find rarity in the views passing you by at the speed of a bullet. Loved the line " an icy pillow chills my head, leaning on the window seat." The details are very on point of painting an image in the reader's mind. Enjoyable read I felt very nostalgic while reading your fine art. Keep writing sincerely your friend in poetry and life.



Posted 2 Months Ago


Cherrie Palmer

2 Months Ago

thank you Andrew, I'm glad you enjoyed this simple little offering.
Still something great about trains.
You can have every possible scenario going on around you, your imagination can run wild with the faces, and you can just drift away into another world if you want to.

Posted 2 Months Ago


Cherrie Palmer

2 Months Ago

Yes, I agree. There is something magical about a train ride.
A wonderful poem shared dear Cherrie. I like the sound of trains and the noises of the night. Sort of create a strange peace. I liked your flow of thoughts leading to the proper ending. Thank you for sharing the amazing poetry. I did like this one.
Coyote

Posted 2 Months Ago


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Cherrie Palmer

2 Months Ago

Thank you, I am a fan of train travel as well. :)
Coyote Poetry

2 Months Ago

The trains are cool. Mean, we are escaping or going home. You are welcome dear Cherrie.
The train chugs along, lulling one to sleep... This poem stands out for me as I loved traveling on trains as a kid and the plethora of things happening on board. I'd never tire of taking everything in and yes I slept like a log! Loved the clickity clack. Thank you for bringing back such sweet memories, Ms. Cherrie!

Posted 2 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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Cherrie Palmer
Cherrie Palmer

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I am a published poet and love poetry. My husband and I live near the White River, and love trout fishing. I find my surroundings a great inspiration to me. I also have two books on Amazon Kindle: O.. more..

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