DZ (It was many and many a year ago / In a kingdom by the sea)


Commuter trains trickle along tracks,
Coming, going. All across the day.
Wailing... Wailing...

Pushing - passengers gaze in their crush,
Fixed downwards - thoughts diverted.
Pressing... Pressing...

But I feel her, (I still can) lightly,
Beneath the periphery of my mind,
And I am comforted by that.

-October 13,2005

by David Zvekic

Comments (1)

Not your usual, but I like it! R.