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“Since 1941” Proclaims the logo On the paper cup Torké Coffee Roasting Company I sip the coffee A train lumbering by Filled with grain A mournful early-morning whistle Announced earlier 1941: my natal year But now A train slowly passing Evokes a childhood memory My maternal grandfather A locomotive engineer Time collapses Looking out the window Many years Overflowing with joyful memories Hopes Dreams Others (few, but too many) Tinged with sadness Disappointments Confusion Anxiety Loneliness What brings This reflection This day In front of this window? A convergence – “Since 1941” and … A train slowly passing© 2013 Thomas W. Cummins
In a dim light... 
June 1, 2013 at 3:30 pm |
I read this slowly, line by line, and I am glad for your overflowing joyful memories, the sadness, unfortunately, comes as part of the deal, and yet, you have expressed it with evocative, soulful writing. The title is perfect, it is a most beautiful poem. Thank you for sharing.
June 2, 2013 at 4:01 pm |
Thank you, Teri. I’m not sure we’d recognize the good times without life’s unexpected trials. The center of gravity of my blessings are way toward the good and hopeful. But, oh the weight of some times of adversity when they come roaring back in the dark hours.
June 3, 2013 at 8:46 am |
Tom, thanks for the follow on my new blog Michele Marie. I felt a little pigeonholed, on Zellie M. Quinn- my old blog you followed;) I’ll be working from here for now but will keep Zellie blog open to help start and promote this new blog, and so that you can get your poem you wanted… 🙂
June 22, 2013 at 6:30 pm |
Wonderful sentiments.Thank you for liking my quote Clean Conscience.Best regards.jalal