Along the Mineral LineA Poem by NevilleAlong the Mineral Line Listen, can you hear her coming All the way from over yonder All the way To Bishops Lydeard
Can you feel the pressure rising … Pistons shoving, pushing, pulsing .. Hark now listen, can you feel her coming Surely, then it must be, all of ten plus forty-two precisely .. Ah, aaahh ah .. she sighed Bang on time then my lovely … Oh’ yes, my word, how she did shake, then gasp and hiss and spit and puff, puff, puff … Sounding like some frantic, jealous lover While steam clouds tracked above and slowly trailed away somewhere far behind her .. Oh’ yes, indeed, it did much like some off white braided ribbon might … Surely he would not forget such moments with her On the way from Minehead, along the good old mineral line .. Stopping only briefly, at each of Watchet, then Washford and Williton On her way to Bishops Lydeard .. And yes, then heading back the self-same way she always came and once more home again …. © 2021 NevilleFeatured Review
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