This one won honorable mention in February 2008 Arkansas' contest for Arkansas poets Roundtable.
She was riding on that long black train.
She was calling my name--
I recognized her voice from memory.
She's been gone for years.
I loved her then;
I love her still,
And I always will.
Yes, I will even when I join her on that long black train.
Poetry by Damon
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Written on 2008-08-15 at 08:29
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That Long Black Train
Mama called for meShe was riding on that long black train.
She was calling my name--
I recognized her voice from memory.
She's been gone for years.
I loved her then;
I love her still,
And I always will.
Yes, I will even when I join her on that long black train.
Poetry by Damon
Read 564 times
Written on 2008-08-15 at 08:29
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