Tuesday, February 05, 2019

Getting Things Right, a Poem for Tuesday

A Man's Heart; 
dancing with wallflowers

The train pulled in I was ready to go
But I didn't get on, wait for the next

This one makes smoke on the tracks I won't ride
Belching black smoke makes for a dismal night

Another came and went, an all-nighter 
Not into that I was saving myself   

Next one appeared with accolades galore 
Bright red cab yellow stripes and open toes

Clean Air Special electric rail for me
Flip her switch she glows, oyster stew tonight



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 - Photo and Poem Copyright, Jimmiehov 2016 and 2019,  All Rights Reserved
 - I'm linked with Anmol aka HA in the Imaginary Garden at  http://withrealtoads.blogspot.com/2019/02/the-tuesday-platform-in-these-times-of.html?m=1

 - In an earlier life dancing was a fine activity for young people, and also providing a place for  young people to meet.  There were several Dance Halls around Lincoln, Nebraska, sort of like the old west.  Saturday nights were big, Fridays somewhat.  Some had a special weeknight to be open as well.
 - If one went unescorted or stag or only a couple who came late and couldn't find a table, there would always be space to sit on benches around the room.  People sitting there were called "Wallflowers".  You might wish to google that, it was a 'broad' word with common usage. 
 - It also was a fine place to find and ask a perfect stranger (or an acquaintance) to dance.   Oh yes, don't forget running down to Kansas, rules were different down there.

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8 Comments:

At Tuesday, February 05, 2019 8:26:00 AM, Blogger Rommy said...

I tend to go for non-smoking rides too. Far more pleasant.

 
At Tuesday, February 05, 2019 10:57:00 AM, Blogger Toni Spencer said...

Fun poem. We had oyster stew for dinner just this past saturday. Sucked them myself .

 
At Tuesday, February 05, 2019 11:01:00 AM, Blogger Anmol (HA) said...

Ah, the idea of wallflowers reminded me of Chbosky's The Perks of Being a Wallflower, which used to be one of my favourite books during my teenage.
Thank you for providing the context to this idea and theme. A lovely write!

 
At Tuesday, February 05, 2019 12:30:00 PM, Blogger Sherry Blue Sky said...

Sometimes waiting for just the right ride makes all the difference.

 
At Tuesday, February 05, 2019 4:43:00 PM, Blogger Susie Clevenger said...

Yes, if we are to travel, let it be the best choice.

 
At Tuesday, February 05, 2019 7:44:00 PM, Blogger colleen said...

Somehow how I was reading the trains as women and the writer waiting for the right one to dance with.

 
At Wednesday, February 06, 2019 1:26:00 AM, Blogger Rosemary Nissen-Wade said...

I'm glad someone danced with the poor, overlooked wallflowers! (I used to be one, too often.)

 
At Thursday, February 07, 2019 9:36:00 AM, Blogger annell4 said...

Yes, best to wait for the "right" train.

 

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