She fled without reason,
she’d reasoned for too long.
Standing in the station
when the train came along.
On a one-way ticket,
she had made up her mind.
Left fate to her follies
and her motives behind.
On the edge of desire
but couldn’t climb aboard.
In a moment of doubt
and her future ignored.
Crying like that engine
when heard that whistle blow,
of a new tomorrow
but she couldn’t let go.
Alone on the platform,
her reasoning detained.
In utter disbelief
into the unexplained.
The world at her calling,
how her future was planned.
Instead left the station,
her ticket in her hand.
The gloom of returning
down the road she had tread.
Going back on her dreams
and from all she had fled.
Weighed down with betrayal
of the strength she had earned,
of all she had hoped for,
for a life she had yearned.
She was troubled, they said,
whatever she’d been through.
In heroin escaped,
but nothing they could do.
For she kept to herself,
only sighted by chance.
A frail apparition
in a transient glance.
One too many needles,
and they laid her to rest.
They laid her out pretty
in her white cotton dress.
Faded in its pocket,
a ticket with her name
and on it was written:
‘I have boarded the train.’
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Author:
Tony Grannell (
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The weaving of metaphors here and wordplay is marvelous. One story in another it. That one way ticket of escape was a one way ticket to another land indeed and escape she did the hard way. A train and riding the rails common terms. The first stanzas made me think she was running from a relationship but the relationship was of another type. Loved the placement of heroin only missing an e had she got out. Nicely rhymed and metered as always Tony another fave.
A good afternoon from here, Soren,
A sad tale indeed, the darkest escape - a fragile soul imprisoned in her own fear. Your wonderful response is very much appreciated, you are kindness personafied, my friend.
Fond regards,
Tony
You are most welcome Tony you make me blush my friend, we both know it isn't true but it sounds good so keep saying it. Hope you have a splendid day
Apparently it's a Habit She just couldn't kick.
A fine Poem.
Hello, Kevin,
Drugs, the downfall of many a poor soul. Thank you very much for dropping by, kind of you indeed.
You are keeping well, I trust,
Tony.
Not to bad . Thank you for asking. Hope you are well . 👍
Imagery, emotion, exceptional rhythm it's all in here dear Tony
Alone on the platform,
her reasoning detained.
In utter disbelief
into the unexplained.
The world at her calling,
how her future was planned.
Instead left the station,
her ticket in her hand.
A wonderful stanza
Boy, did she miss the train. A theme that so very many can relate too unfortunately. Kudos my friend. 🌹
Dear, Teddy,
Yes indeed, so many can't break away for so many reasons and end up in the throes of depression, seeking out the darkest of remedies. Thank you ever so much for your lovely words, truly.
Fond regards,
Tony.
Dear Tony,
Your work is incredible and truly inspiring. I am not sure when I lost sight of the fact that poetry is not just capturing slipping emotions and abstract thoughts... for here you have told a full story and it is a truly powerful one.
Warmly,
Martini
Dear, Martini,
What a beautiful response, I'm overwhelmed, giddy even. Thank you ever so much, kind of you indeed.
Fond regards,
Tony.
That was rough, Tony. I've known people who came painfully close to getting out and somehow couldn't make that last move. This brought some of them to mind. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
Hello, Tristan,
Some poor souls are just too fragile. Thank you very much for dropping by, kind of you indeed.
You are in fine health, I trust,
Tony.
Superb use of rhyme . The last line is a seriously dark description of a smackheads goodbye.
Awesome 🫶
Hello, River,
The last farewell and the curse of herion. I'm delighted you found this poem awesome. Very kind of you to read and respond and for that I do thank you ever so much.
Wishing you much happiness,
Tony.
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