On The "Write" Track

We do not ride on the railroad; it rides upon us? - Thoreau

Like a Petticoat Junction.

Utilizing all rhyme and function.

A cannonball express.

Without having to clean up the mess.

Barreling down and pulling in.

A hand grenade without the all important pin.

Making all scheduled stops.

From valley lows to mountain tops.

Time moves like a runaway train.

Exacting first class feeling and unaffordable pain.

Passing through darkness of tunnel and light of day.

A constant reminder that there is no other way.

"All aboard" warns as it leaves destiny's station.

A ticket aboard the iron horse of creation.

Today takes center stage in a curtain call and bows for the final act.

'Til tomorrow lays down an encore of ...

... yet more track ...

Author's Note

"I would rather sit on a pumpkin and have it all to myself than be crowded on a velvet cushion. I would rather ride on earth in an ox cart, with a free circulation, than go to heaven in the fancy car of an excursion train and breathe a malaria all the way." - Thoreau