When you are six or seven, that big black steam train
looks gigantic as it charges down the track
Smoke streaming in a long trail back over the cars
Hauling coal and coke down along the Monongahela River
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My train rides were only in my mind as I watched
waving to the engineer as he leaned out the window
blowing that piercing whistle as it painted the crossing
with sound louder than that huffing puffing engine
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I would count the cars as they rumbled by loaded with coke
Often as many as a hundred cars passed before the red caboose
appeared for a moment then gone on down the line
As we watched it disappeared from sight in the evening light
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Those memories are etched in my mind as much as if
I had been riding on the train through all the little coal mine
patches of houses, all lined up covered with asphalt brick
and “All made out of ticky tacky and all look just the same.”
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Paintings: Dwight L. Roth
Posting for Punam’s d’Verse post prompt of a poem about riding on a train. My family never rode the train, but we waited at the crossing for many of them to pass, as I dreamed how much fun it would be to be the engineer driving that big Pennsylvania Dragon, as I called it. I have enjoyed painting my memories of these trains.
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Your train paintings are magnificent!!
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Thank you, Jan! I had fun making them.
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Gorgeous paintings and wonderful memories. Just took my five year old twin grandsons on a train ride. They loved every minute.
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Thank you so much, Cindy. I am sure they had a wonderful time!
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OMG your train paintings took my breath away. Luv your train story.
Thanks for dropping by to view mine
much♡love
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Thank you so much, Gillena. I am glad you enjoyed my post!
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A nostalgic train poem, Dwight, that took me back to my own childhood and the steam trains I took with my grandmother, and the house where my grandma lived was right by a railway track and we used to wave to driver and passengers. I love your drawings and paintings.
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Thank you so much Kim for sharing your memories as well. They are amazing machines. Glad you enjoyed my post!
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My pleasure, Dwight!
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A fine poem. I particularly liked the perspective on the header really evoking the power of the train
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Thank you Derrick. We grew up in the era of steam. You know how awsome steam trains are and what fun they are to watch!
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I love trains, and your words have taken us right on down the track with you. what a beautiful, lyrical poem this is and your paintings, are the perfect accompaniment
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Thank you, Beth. Trains are always bigger than life it seems! I am glad you enjoyed my post.
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Delightful childhood memories, Dwight, and beautiful paintings, too!
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Thank you very much for your kind words.
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You’re very welcome, Dwight!
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Wonderful memories and beautiful paintings, Dwight! 💞
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Thank you very much Dawn.
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Superb poem and paintings, Dwight—it must have been so thrilling to wait for the train at the crossing, watching it pass through such a scenic PA mountain landscape!
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Thank you so much. Yes, it was a memorable experience!
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When I was small, I visited my aunt in a little coal town in WV. The train track ran very close to the house. It was very noisy as you can imagine certain times of the day and night.
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Interesting. Yes, I remember. it would rattle the windows as it went by!
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Yes, it would.
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In my mind I can hear and see these trains gliding along the tracks! Beautiful work! Cher xoxoxo
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Thank you so much. I am glad it took you there. It was a wonderful time.
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It truly did! Yes, it certainly was! Thank you again so much! Cher xoxoxo
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You are very welcome.
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Wonderful paintings, Dwight. Those trains certainly were larger than life back in the day, and living so close to train tracks gave me plenty of chances to view them making their rounds.
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Thank you very much, Bruce. I am glad you enjoyed them. You are right they were something to see when we were young.
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Beautiful paintings, Dwight 🙂 Wonderful memories stay with us ❤
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Yes they do… and sometimes get embellished with time!
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What wonderful memories!
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There is such a mystique about those old trains. Your poem captures that mystique very well.
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Your paintings are gorgeous and your memories mirror mine ‘to a T’ [for train.]
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Ha… thanks Helen. I am glad you enjoyed them.
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Your paintings are amazing, Dwight, and I love your nostalgic poem.
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Thank you so much, Eugi. I am so happy you enjoyed them.
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You’re welcome, Dwight!
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My goodness Dwight! You write such marvelous poetry AND you paint?! Thank you for sharing your talents with us. Trains were also part of my childhood in the western suburbs of Chicago. We too counted the cars while waiting at the crossings, and waved to the engineer just as you did. Thank you for stirring up those small but delightful memories. As a writer I must thank you also for the delightful WAY you write–like the “train charging down the track,” “smoke streaming in a long trail,” and “piercing whistle.” Multiple delights to enjoy in this one post, Dwight!
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Thank you so much for your kind words of affirmation. I am very happy you enjoyed my post. I really appreciate your comments. Trains are wonderful memories for me and I see for you as well.
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Dwight, your paintings are gorgeous and I can see how much you loved the steam trains! Such lovely reminiscences. Love it and thank you for sharing the paintings.
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Thank you so much, Punam. I did enjoy your prompt very much. I am glad you enjoyed my offering.
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Vivid memories, and crowded with the richness of your childhood fascination with trains. A fascination that comes through beautifully in your paintings, Dwight.
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Thank you so much, Dora. I am so glad you enjoyed it.
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Thanks for sharing your wonderful train memories. when you are young, those trains were giants. Also, love the paintings.
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Thank you so much Grace
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Hi Dwight, your poem is a lovely collection of childhood memories. They are lovely to read. Your pictures are fantastic. Beautifully done.
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Thank you so much for your kind words. I am so glad you enjoyed my post.
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Beautiful artwork and memories!
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Thank you Astrid.
When I went to your site, there was not option to comment. Do you have them shut off?
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