Wednesday, May 24, 2006

(dc) ode to a bullet train

she was a hard working train
in the early years
the little engine that could

she will shine in the museum
decades of service
with the other cool old trains

the first decade of service
oh how fast she was
learning her awesome powers

and in the second decade
the word got around
people crowded on for thrills

she was a magical train
people met themselves
learned what they really wanted

and then she would take them there
drop them off, goodbye
enormously efficient

the third decade of service
perfecting the art
connecting the good people

direct nonstop service to
all the places of
desire in peoples' hearts

not so secretly she thought
maybe there would be
another engine like her

to double up at the front
like the old trains did
only not like the old trains

because this train was magic
or so she had thought
the silly old bullet train

the museum will honor her
with a shiny plaque
she will be happy in there

and there are lots of stories
for the grandnieces
and grandnephews and their kids

a new train's coming on line
a much smoother ride
to better serve the people

9 Comments:

Blogger rebecca said...

symbolism probably lost on me, but this just makes me want to share all the fond memories I have of riding on trains with my sons. I think it's totally unrelated to this except in that it involves "train".

if nothing else, thanks for sparking those memories.

24/5/06 1:35 PM  
Blogger cherry blossom said...

no problem. the symbolism isn't really important to anyone but me. that's the good thing about poetry. it doesn't have to be.

24/5/06 3:36 PM  
Blogger rebecca said...

until the poet dies and then 4 billion people find it their biggest priority to pick it apart and debate for hundreds of years about the symbolism of it when all it probably referred to was the poet's cat and its nasty habit of picking little pieces of poop out of its claws with its teeth.

24/5/06 4:40 PM  
Blogger rebecca said...

and for the record, I LIKE the old bullet train. you might not and they might not, and your mother might not, but I DO. I think it's a valuable part of this particular person and representative of something larger as a whole. if the bullet train is outdated and its velocity not appreciated, perhaps the velocity of other parts of the train will be too much as well.

24/5/06 4:42 PM  
Blogger cherry blossom said...

i'm not sure what you just said, but i love you. :) kisses for my sister.

24/5/06 5:38 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

this train is so magical

it doesn't even know its own tricks!

bwahahahahahhahaha!!!!!

i love you

and _i_ understand the symbolism!

26/5/06 12:57 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

and by the way, we're not putting this train in a museum for a LONG TIME

it still has decades of service left

26/5/06 1:00 AM  
Blogger cherry blossom said...

silly rabbit. trix are for kids.

26/5/06 10:09 PM  
Blogger മര്‍ത്ത്യന്‍ said...

Well Written Kelly :)

Even after so many years I love looking at a passing train, it fills me with wonder as I had when I was a child.

How come I dont feel that when I see the plane....

May be because planes are like birds and you see them a lot

And trains dont resemble much to anything and you always feel that it has come from a different world

You take care

2/6/06 7:39 PM  

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