Train ride

Today, I decided to ride the train back home to SJ. Realizing that it would prove difficult going alone, I asked a friend to join me. Knowing she had more experience riding trains back to SJ, it made my experience much more interesting. I honestly can tell you guys that it was boring but memorable. I wrote this poem in dedication of that experience. enjoy.

Rickety rails

dusty old mirrors

the sound of the train

zones in and out of my ear drums

looking past the mirrored windows

I see the world in a bird's eye view

the city's buildings and it's streets

the country road and nature's trees

pass me by like memories in a flashback

suddenly darkness overwhelms me

only for an instance

I open my eyes

sunlight catches me

with its radiant light

setting down

in the ocean blue skies

behind the potato like hills

we call beautiful in California

slowly i sleep

the buzzing sounds of the train

echo like mosquitoes in the background

of an urban jungle

I drift away

as the rail roads sigh

as the train takes me

slowly back home