Friday, March 27, 2015

Industrial Nature Comments

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Ride the railway, passing the water tower,
Painted production high like a sun flower.
Howls of the engine, hooting as an owl in the night.
Buildings are the trees that come into sight.
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Kelly Kurt 29 March 2015

A well articulated poem. Thank you for sharing.~

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Arthur Vaso 27 March 2015

Like what you did with this Cas Great poem! Funny how all over the world, if you ride trains you will find this everywhere!

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