The Train of Thought

A broken mirror, a ticking clock,

An off-center piece, a crippled walk,

A hopeful man and boy who fought

For passage on the Train of Thought.

 

It bridges paths across this realm

Of swirling dreams, afraid they fell

Plunging into madness, climbing out

Wondering what they had just fought about.

 

The mind forgives, the mind forgets,

But all the Heart does is relent

And tries to sway Mind of its taut,

Disrupt, derail, the Train of Thought.

 

But the Train runs on no tracks

It makes its own as it moves back

And forwards too, and to the sides,

This Train deceives a mortal Eye.

 

And no mortal Eye shall gaze upon

The Train, for the Eye’s gaze is drawn

By rumors, whispers of the Heart

Which bathes Eye in light, seeing dark.

 

But despite the evil Heart’s ill will

The Train forges on, continuing till

The Mind gives up and the Heart takes reins,

Boiling your blood while the Mind goes tame.

 

And now set aside, the Train creaks and cracks,

No destination, it can’t go back,

So the man and boy got off the train

To seek the Heart, the pretty pain.

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9 thoughts on “The Train of Thought

  1. Wow. This was mesmerizing. The rhythm and rhyme itself was a complex and finely executed ride, but the wisdom and wit sealed the deal. It’s Alice in Wonderland meets Jostein Gaarder’s The Solitaire Mystery meets The Raven. 🙂 Fine work.

  2. Excellent, I don’t know what else to say, but,.. . .Excellent!
    I wish I was only so good at such an expression.
    “It’s Painted Words of Music”

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