Trip This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine.

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On an uneventful trip
Complicated by problems,
A man threw himself onto the tracks,
And a fire broke out.
The train slowed to a stop;
Everyone poured out.
In mid-July,
Clouds boiled away by the sun,
A fire blazed,
Polluting the clear blue sky with orange and gray.
We passengers sat and waited.
The air cooled.
Night drew close.
The train moved into darkness.

This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. This piece has been published in Teen Ink’s monthly print magazine.






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Paig3Cagl3 said...
Nov. 6, 2009 at 2:49 pm
This poem has great flow and insight.
I really enjoyed it.
Lovely poem darling =]
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