Swoosh, rattle,
click, clack, dash! –
a train rushes into a dark cavern
swerving and snaking its way
through dust and grime.
Pit-like are the tunnels
a dark labyrinth –
London’s winding underworld.
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Passengers squelch and crush,
carriages clatter and hiss
along metallic tracks.
People are belched
from the belly of the train
and scuttle to their everdayness! –
a train roars off into
the foggy labyrinth.
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Thanks for reading!
Image courtesy of Rudy and Peter Skitterians – Pixabay
That is exactly what it is like! Good poem.
Gwen.
Thank you so much Gwen. Glad you agree!
I like the onomatopoeia going on in your poem
Hi Jonathan! That’s right! I wanted to create a poem with texture, I think I have achieved that! Thank you so much for your kind comment.
Well done!
Thank you so much Benjamin!
Welcome!