Surfliner South To San Juan

Surfliner South To San Juan

Not the regal sleepers like Coast Starlight hugging the coast

Soft mattresses, Parlor Car and wine tasting to boast

But when a woman is tired and is spent

An unoccupied row is like heaven sent

Time to let the rocking rails turn a row into a bed

Whistle blowing with a destination station ticket over her head

At peace in her rem dreams knowing a conductor will wake her

Scenery going by in an unseen never ending blur

Sleeping on a train is the only commuter cure

Totally sacked out her body barely stirs

Pleasant dreams unknown lady but as we pull into Swallow Land a suggestion for next time

Stop and eat at Trevors at the tracks where the guitar singer is in melodic rhyme

© May 15, 2017, Michael P. Ridley aka the Alaskanpoet

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