The Train

There is something calming about trains.

Gliding along the countryside

humming along the tracks

Rubbish gathered over time

Mix matched chairs on their sides

Torn open plastic bags

Worn tires

Back yards in ruin

The mothball fleet

Fields of gold

Rows of green

Trees grown old

Pastoral scenes

I am but a voyeur

Stations 

Platforms

Desolate

Moving in slow motion

Hear the sounds

Clicking along

The approach horn

The crossing bells 

My annual trek

Sacramento - Oakland

Over the causeway

Through the valley

Along the bay

The Capitol Corridor

Sacramento

Davis

Dixon

Suisun - Fairfield

Martinez

Richmond

Berkeley

Emeryville

Oakland