Here’s my latest entry into the dVerse Form for All – why not take a look at everyone else’s wonderful responses?
This piece was inspired by my journey home from work this evening – after a particularly long and tiring day at work. I literally squeezed every ounce out of what was left of my mental energy today to produce this rondeau – the first that I have ever knowingly written! I hope you enjoy it.
– Destination –
As the train rolls along the tracks Its rhythm soothes, bids us relax Our aching souls, our weary minds That chew on cares enough to bind Our beating hearts, encased in wax.
With no real love, spirits contract Hands of friendship are pulled back Metal-clad world, we are confined As the train rolls
Sinking bodies, fall, collapse On threadbare seats, like formless sacks Smiling in sleep, we bring to mind Our joys and hopes, bright pleasures find The tunnel’s end brings light, perhaps As the train rolls