Night Train

On the night train there is no hoot hoot hoot hoot of the barred owl or the chirp chirp chirp of cricket stridulation.  There is only the rhythmic cha, cha, cha of the wheels on the track. The hypnotic tempo, combined with the undulating motion of the train, gently lulls me to sleep. I do not stir until the glare from the city lights shine upon my face. An incandescent sunrise indicating it is time to depart.

riding the night train
manufactured cadence serves
in lieu of crickets


W3 Prompt #112: Wea’ve Written Weekly poet of the week,  Jude Itakali, prompts us to write a haibun using onomatopoeia (x3) on the theme of “the beauty of night.”

dVerse Poetics: Traveling by train, hosted by Punam.

Published by JJJ Interactive Books

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