Rail Siding Blues

Heading down the coast on the Starlight parade

Looking at the ocean as the waves crash in and the sunlight begins to fade

Creeping slower and slower trying to avoid the halt and the siding blues

Back to the days before Gore appeared with his unknown internet clues

Siding blues, stalled upon the coastal tracks

Watching the clock but still better than over O’Hare in a holding stack

Can still see and almost the ocean sniff

While chatting with new friends from Perth relishing in our unique human gift

Of all animals we are perhaps the only ones

That away from home and hearth can meet strangers as if they were daughters or sons

As opposed io the aluminum cigar crammed with human sardines

Too stressed out to dampen the barbs so cruel and mean

A radical idea as the rhetoric ramps and the tweets rumble through the late hours of the night

Hillary and Donald campaign from two ends of the train as they struggle to convince the voters which one is right

After the rallies have ended it’s back to the Dining Car

To strangers meet over cuisine less than five star

 United against a common enemy the freight trains that their dueling appearances would bar

The personal rancor and blame and name calling to at least for a discussion of the voters’ needs debar.

       © August 5, 2016, Michael P. Ridley aka the Alaskanpoet 
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