The Rails End

Bill (William Michael Reeves) and I wrote a volley of thoughts to create this poem. I hope you enjoy it.

Pardon my mind ma'am
I couldn't help but notice
Your shadow has grown

'Tis true I confess
The dark drew me ever near
Your light a beacon

My light's a journey
Dark rails of a tale to share
Hear my confession

Let us climb aboard
By cover of night converse
Share with me your tale

A tale to enchant
Listen close as we embark
Bring your shadow near

This day was too long
My soul thirsty for some joy
Your words I await

Rest your head right here
On my words your mind will lite
Your dream, is my tale

My essence lingers
Shadowing your every word
Until the rails end

Reviews

[M. J. Smith]

Now this is a drifter's poem worthy to be recited by the fires at night. And this drifter tips his hat to haiku well done. Content and form are spot on.

[Cherrie]

Thank you so much
This was a collaboration done with William Michael Reeves
I thought it turned out nicely.

[M. J. Smith]

It did, actually. And you're most welcome.

[M. J. Smith]

It did, actually. And you're most welcome.

[M. J. Smith]

It did, actually. And you're most welcome.

[M. J. Smith]

It did, actually. And you're most welcome.

[M. J. Smith]

It did, actually. And you're most welcome.

[Fabian G. Franklin]

I love this. My daughter and I were just singing "Steel Rails" by Allison Krauss yesterday at a Christmas gathering. I play guitar and she sings pretty good harmony for a six year old. I've been on several writing sites where there were spontaneous collaborations in live time through a chat portal. I always had great fun doing that. The resulting stories were pretty funny too. My deceased friend, Paul Squires, ran one such site called Ginga Tao. And another was an internet writing group called Cold Coffee. I met some fine writers on both those sites and a few others. I'm now doing some improv writing on MeWe and a few other places and I have my poetry blog which is just my own work. I enjoy WC. I think I've been here since Charlie set this site up...I leave, come back to visit and post here and there. I miss many of the great writers who once frequented this site but are no longer here. Some of them have died, others, moved on to publishing their works or writing novels. A few are still good friends with me and we keep in touch via the internet and telephone. I'm happy to see the spirit of collaboration isn't completely dead at WC. I enjoyed the read.

[Cherrie]

Thank you it was fun chatting in verse.
I always ♥ knowing where other writers are posting and chatting.
I've been here over twelve years and miss many who are nolonger here.
I bet you and your princess stole the show with your song. :)

[Fabian G. Franklin]

Thank you. We received a standing ovation! I attribute that to my talented sidekick. (smile) Gosh, I love being a daddy. It's the most rewarding job in the world. It doesn't pay automatic dividends but the long term investment with the hugs and kisses as fringe benefits are priceless. She told me last night I was the "best daddy in the whole world". I just said no but I'm happy she thought so. She said, well, you're the best to me. I can't argue with such infallible logic. (laughing)

[Cherrie]

That says it all. This 🌎 needs more children that think their daddy is the best.
I thought mine was a king and it wasn't till my kids started having babies that I noticed some of his parenting flaws.
Which just proves a parent doesn't have to be perfect in action just in their love.

[Fabian G. Franklin]

That's quite an astute observation. There are no perfect parents but there is also no standard manual because every child is different and requires different consideration. I see a vast difference in my own children, both personality wise and in parental application. There is no "one size fits all" parenting guide. We just have to play it by ear but love must always be the controlling factor of our actions, Bless.

[Cherrie]

That is a fact few figure out. One size dosen't fit all.
I was never afraid to make that clear to the kids growing up.

[Davidgeo]

How do you feel about champagne and orange juice?

[Cherrie]

Well if you're going to drink juice I think that's the only way to go. I'm more of a hot toddy drinker myself.

[Cherrie]

Here is were the apology goes.

[William Michael Reeves]

What??? I don't think there's any food service on the train. Just dreams!

[Cherrie]

Lol so noted.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

as in tennis, this is quite the exchange at the net...sizzling duo you guys make. The essence of this does linger...awaiting each other's words.
j.

[Cherrie]

It was a interesting undertaking. Holding a conversation in this format.
Bill pictured it as a mini soap opera. With different poets having conversation at the same time
Which I think is a great idea.

[Cherrie]

It was a interesting undertaking. Holding a conversation in this format.
Bill pictured it as a mini soap opera. With different poets having conversation at the same time
Which I think is a great idea.

[Carlos Lorenzo Estrada]

This is a wonderful collaboration of work. I myself have been working on a collaboration which was a joy to do. Both of you have produced an excellent piece of art. Thank you both for sharing this work with the community.

[Cherrie]

Thank you Carlos.
I can't wait to see your collaboration. How is it coming.

[William Michael Reeves]

Thanks Carlos. This happened so easily it was a joy. I'll be watching for your collaboration.

[William Michael Reeves]

It was fun writing this with you. I enjoyed the challenge of keeping a conversation going forward while rewriting as well. Thanks!

[Cherrie]

I enjoyed it also. The stanzas just fell together.