The tracks look shiny new but the weeds tell a different story the vast expanse of track and the twenty sidings somewhere near Kings Norton Birmingham UK Baking heat in the still of day the haze on the track the workmans shack the silence I trespass to be near such stillness a wire sound almost electrical warns of approaching danger the sudden terrible noise and 7 seconds later the stillness again and the train ever faster to a speck and then I drop down the embankment and go
It sounds like the beggining of a prose story. It sounds like you have been playing by the tracks like I used to do. Maybe you can start a story about your life or something.
tnx indeed to both of you. rail sims i currently run include rule the rail/iron horses and r3d. i've also used the transport network sim bahn. willie leopold's page links to a whole bunch of them. i found him from the forum brainbombers/rtr used to run. in turn it was from willie's page that i found r3d. http://www.brainbombers.com/train_game_rtr/index.html http://www.wleopold.ch/links/linkindex.html?linkssimu.html&1 http://www.jbss.de/hpg_eng.htm oh, and speaking of finding things, i googled up adeline software, looking for l.b.a./twinsun's and found a whole maze of forums and other interesting goodies related to that. including fangame projects. =^^= .../\...
This is weird for me to say, but it's like entering a new world. When I'm in my London residence, almost every day I pass Marylebone railway station, which is only a small station compared to King's Cross, Waterloo, Victoria, and London Bridge. But I've often wondered about getting on a train and seeing where it takes me. I hope Paxman continues with this rail theme of poems! This is the type of art that spreads creativity. Themnax I knew you'd like these, and thank you very much for those links above. I've bookmarked them, because they will also help me with my art, too.
thank you everyone - I hadnt realised people would even read it and like it I did a few about the railway because what I like is the stillness of them - I hate railways - or looking at railways when the trains are going through at high speed the real action is in the railway sidings with the shunters and the wagons that have been kept in the sidings - I live that heat haze that you see rising off the tracks too - heres the second poem in that lot - I have 5 of them Its 2.30pm in July all is silence but for miles away the glass factory a distant hammer goes and screeching cutter then faster hammer blows and the shimmering heat nothing moves and the signal's green the line of empty coal wagons a hundred strong the blue steel car transporters the row of powdered cement trucks half mile long and some way off maybe a mile beyond the horn of a Deltic class breaks the spell and signals the time to go
