7.31 from Flinders Street

air horn blasting
as ribboned light
streaks into
dark suburban night

rhythmic click-clack
somnolent rocking
nodding heads
drop into uneasy doze

reader musing
book abandoned
unseeing eyes
reflecting windows’ life

blaring ringtone
quickly answered
train’s near Coburg
be there very soon

speed decreasing
slowly sliding
toward the platform’s
blazing light

single cyclist
bike beside him
outstretched hand
reaching for the door

travellers jostling
onto the platform
crunching footfalls
fade into the night

Image by Bianca Mentil from Pixabay
Text ©Catherine Meyrick.
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2 thoughts on “7.31 from Flinders Street

    • Setting words to music is something I know absolutely nothing about but, little bit of trivia learnt yesterday – Emily Dickinson wrote in common metre and the theme to Gilligan’s Island is in a variant of it. So, conceivably, you could sing ‘Because I could not stop for Death’ to the tune of Gilligan’s Island. Sacrilege really.

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