Good Evening Jon and all ..Welcome aboard cannot wait to take the rides we will with ones imagination on a train:) Sounds like fun and suspense 🙂 Give each a warm hug, shared..in heart~
A challenging theme Diane and Jon! Michelle and I decided to try a collab by alternating writing two lines after I opened with a line. This is the end result.
Whodunnit
It happened on the Orient Express;
a shadow of a woman getting undressed.
Two boys peeked while playing a game of chess,
curious about what they might see,
till a loud noise made them both flee
right past a tall dark man in white,
who startled the boys and gave them a fright,
so the boys tried to find a place to hide.
Then someone shouted: “A lady has died!”
and a crowd rushed past their hiding place,
The boys hoped they had not left a trace
of their presence in the hallway.
They both krept to see where the body lay,
but it was not the woman they had seen!
The other woman was much more lean.
They suspected the tall man in white
until he gave them each a bottle of Sprite
and told them: “there’s nothing to see here boys.”
Now run along and play with your toys.”
Then the train made a sudden stop.
Onto the train hopped a uniformed cop
who leaned over the body and said: “This is odd!”
“It seems she was poisoned, we must call the squad!
in a manhunt for the woman’s killer!”
The body was examined by Dr. Miller,
who finally pronounced: “she is just asleep!”
and OMG it’s Meryl Streep!”
Everyone got her autograph
and had an oriental expressive laugh.
First off, before I take you on my trip, aboard my Magic ship, er, I mean train, please tell me what is pinging? It sounds horrible, and a bit painful too, ewwww. ;>)
Trip to Kalamazoo, and Katmandu
I took a trip to Kalamazoo
then, Katmandu.
Kalamazoo, is quite a normal
place, Katmandu, not much.
Kalamazoo is in Michigan so
I felt right at home there
being as I am in fact an
American.
I am from the Southern United States
so yeah, got some strange looks
when I spoke.
But, what the heck, I can take
a joke y’all, and they seemed
to get a kick out of it
my Southern drawl and all.
Well, Katmandu was a different
story, different place all
together now.
Mountains, beautiful landscape,
so beautiful, that well, I almost
had a cow. (hey this is poetry, had to make it rhyme, not very sublime though, huh Y’all?) ;>) I love Poetry! And Poets, and Writers, ahem, back to the Poem now Marta, toot sweet!
Okay, a word that rhymes with landscape or cow, ( think Marta think!) ;>D
Cow
Landscape
Oh, wow, now, that was quite the escape!
Did it, and done!
:>)
I love Writing, because it’s … you know what’s coming, right Writer’s?
Yes, I love Writing because it’s such Fun!
Lovey Dovey, and thank you for riding with me,
Marta aka Cheryl aka Sailingonthesea ! ;>)
Just a little sum sum for your Thematic Attic Blog …………
WAITING
Standing and waiting
On the last train
Its coming
But where it come from
You dont wanna know
Where its going
You dont care
Just so its away from here
Oh the long wait
On the last train
Lets Take AAA Train Ride ~
w/ Her Byyy Myyy Side ~
AAA Dejavu Thats Never Died ~
AAA Spirits Host ~ Of AAA Ghost ~
Where Once Weee Collide ~
Passin Our Stops ~ Goin Faster It Seeems ~
Makes Us more Alive ~ Whence Only Weee Believe ~
Lost Within Theee Others Emaculant Dreams ~
Destinations Tooo Nooo Where ~
Listen Tooo Screams ~ Californication
N.Y Next Stop ~ Nothing Betweeen ~ Nooo Brake !!!
Not Even AAA Screeeech ~
There Went Grand Central As It Makes AAA Scene ~
As Its Nigh AAA Mistake !!! Shore Tooo Shore In Nooo time Flat ~
Goin Further Never Lookin Back !!!
Passin Thru Wallls Of Extreme Now Weee’re On Broadway ~
Headin Back Downtown ~
Train Isss Chuggin In Traffic & Over Th_ Sounds ~
Passin People on Crosswalks Who Float On Grounds ~
Now Onda Da Manhatten Racing AAA Boat ~
Out Tooo Da Ocean & Unfamilar Place ~
Ocean Tooo Ocean Open Thy Throats ~
Onward its Bound ~ What This Journey Must Bring ~
This Train Isss AAA Plane Flyin AAA Toast ~
As Evryone They Must Cling ~
Now AAA Rocket Shootin Intooo Space ~
Its Givin its Most ~
We’lll Get There Before Mornin ~
As Night Seeems Tooo Falll ~
Fog Iss Now liftin For Us Alll ~
As Alll Hope It isss Never Gone ~
On Moon Dust & Fallin Stars Past Planets Erased ~
There Tooo Beee In Th_ Dawn
Tooo Seee…Touch & Taste
In Her Awe & Her Sweeet Face ~
I met a woman on a train
She said she was from Spain
Conversation was mundane
She looked kind ‘a plain
Her seat was next to mine
Riding the B & O Line
We shared a bottle of wine
Something to pass the time
Conversation going nowhere
Nothing in common to share
I fell asleep in my chair
Awoken by the whistle’s blare
Beside me was an empty chair
Much to my despair
I couldn’t find my wallet anywhere
Damn bitch had vanished in thin air
The_House_of_Voo_Too :
.
.
Raining On The Night Train
.
It was raining on the night train
As it hustled through the dark
Taking me away from sorrow
Moving closer to your heart
.
For so long, I’d lived without you
Missed the sweetness of your smile
Till I thought I’d just go crazy
Unless I spent a little while
.
In those arms so tightly muscled
In those eyes that drew me in
In those hands that felt like velvet
Saintly, with a touch of sin
.
I couldn’t stand it any longer
Called your number, found you home
Heard that voice so full of hunger
Say “Baby Girl, I’m all alone”
.
So I hurried, caught the last train
Watched the rain the whole night through
Wondering what I’d say at long last
When I laid my eyes on you.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
by Voo
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
I can hear it coming
But I can’t see it come
It’s coming straight on through the dark
And I’m waitin’ here at home.
.
.
A big black train, a nightmare
Coming down the track
It’s taking my soul on a trip
But it ain’t coming back.
.
.
It comes for those a’ dying
It comes for those who weep
For those who don’t know it’s the end
As they lay down to sleep.
.
.
But me, I know I’m dying
I’ve known it for some time
And I will ride that big black train
To the end of that old line.
.
.
And where that end is, I don’t know
But I hope it’s Glory bound
I ain’t got nothin’ here to pack
Lord, ain’t that a lonesome sound?
.
.
I’m just a hobo in this world
Not really known for much
But where I’m goin’ we’re all the same
No highs and lows and such.
.
.
My brother is the favored son
He’s tall and fine and proud
The squeaky wheel always gets the grease
And well, he squeaks real loud.
.
.
Nobody ever notices me
They won’t worry when I’m gone
I’m just a no-good lay-a-bout
That likes to ride and roam.
.
.
Well, here it comes, that awful train
So long, Old Pop and Mother
Say what?! I’m still here and alive
But the train done took my brother.
.
.
by Voo
just now
May 12, 11
Wonderful Job Y’all *smiling* I so took a nap when I got home and wasn’t able to go through all the posts here ~ I am glad you enjoyed the challenge and look forward to next week!!! :love: :love: :love:
Give each a hug feeling warmth within for LoveYouAre,,,Thank you and God for each of you,here:)
All aboard until next week`s Thematic Attic.. Remember Soul Train Showing my age lol Had to watch on Saturday..Let1s all dance in heart :):)..
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Good Evening Jon and all ..Welcome aboard cannot wait to take the rides we will with ones imagination on a train:) Sounds like fun and suspense 🙂 Give each a warm hug, shared..in heart~
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The Departure by Martha Magenta
She rides on the train
Clickety clack
It’s pouring with rain
She doesn’t look back
Clickety clack
She’s running away
No time to pack
She just couldn’t stay
Oooooo Oooooooo
The train takes a bend
She hasn’t a clue
How it will end
Clickety clack
She stands up and sighs
Puts her bag on the rack
She’s broken all ties
She had to get out
As quick as she could
He gave her a clout
She knew that he would
Time to depart
Clickety clack
To make a new start
No turning back
12 May 2011
Fascinating theme and awesome blog and poetry posted! Looking forward to this. ~barb~
Hello Dana and Jon … Great Blog and thyme dont have nuttin yet but will be back over hopefully … Hugs
Waiting for a train
alone in the pouring rain
never looking back.
Never looking back
Staring ahead down the track
raindrops hides her tears.
Raindrops hides her tears
masking her face and her fears
leaving past mistakes.
Leaving past mistakes
yesterday’s sorrows forsakes
a courageous flight.
A courageous flight
a search for peace on this night
waiting for a train.
RC
Enjoy the ride! :love:
A challenging theme Diane and Jon! Michelle and I decided to try a collab by alternating writing two lines after I opened with a line. This is the end result.
Whodunnit
It happened on the Orient Express;
a shadow of a woman getting undressed.
Two boys peeked while playing a game of chess,
curious about what they might see,
till a loud noise made them both flee
right past a tall dark man in white,
who startled the boys and gave them a fright,
so the boys tried to find a place to hide.
Then someone shouted: “A lady has died!”
and a crowd rushed past their hiding place,
The boys hoped they had not left a trace
of their presence in the hallway.
They both krept to see where the body lay,
but it was not the woman they had seen!
The other woman was much more lean.
They suspected the tall man in white
until he gave them each a bottle of Sprite
and told them: “there’s nothing to see here boys.”
Now run along and play with your toys.”
Then the train made a sudden stop.
Onto the train hopped a uniformed cop
who leaned over the body and said: “This is odd!”
“It seems she was poisoned, we must call the squad!
in a manhunt for the woman’s killer!”
The body was examined by Dr. Miller,
who finally pronounced: “she is just asleep!”
and OMG it’s Meryl Streep!”
Everyone got her autograph
and had an oriental expressive laugh.
Copyright May 11th 2011 RGD & MRK
First off, before I take you on my trip, aboard my Magic ship, er, I mean train, please tell me what is pinging? It sounds horrible, and a bit painful too, ewwww. ;>)
Trip to Kalamazoo, and Katmandu
I took a trip to Kalamazoo
then, Katmandu.
Kalamazoo, is quite a normal
place, Katmandu, not much.
Kalamazoo is in Michigan so
I felt right at home there
being as I am in fact an
American.
I am from the Southern United States
so yeah, got some strange looks
when I spoke.
But, what the heck, I can take
a joke y’all, and they seemed
to get a kick out of it
my Southern drawl and all.
Well, Katmandu was a different
story, different place all
together now.
Mountains, beautiful landscape,
so beautiful, that well, I almost
had a cow. (hey this is poetry, had to make it rhyme, not very sublime though, huh Y’all?) ;>) I love Poetry! And Poets, and Writers, ahem, back to the Poem now Marta, toot sweet!
Okay, a word that rhymes with landscape or cow, ( think Marta think!) ;>D
Cow
Landscape
Oh, wow, now, that was quite the escape!
Did it, and done!
:>)
I love Writing, because it’s … you know what’s coming, right Writer’s?
Yes, I love Writing because it’s such Fun!
Lovey Dovey, and thank you for riding with me,
Marta aka Cheryl aka Sailingonthesea ! ;>)
Interesting theme, nice writes.
Glad I stopped by.
Peace
I love the idea of this, and all the other Writes are wonderful ! :>)
And here Ya go!
http://youtu.be/m8ZT4Yx7qh8
Great blog Dianne and Jon , here is one of my favorite Train songs 😉
OK I found this picture & tried hummm to write using picture…Hugs & Thank you for you~
Will be back when little ones calm down/nap time:)
Just a little sum sum for your Thematic Attic Blog …………
WAITING
Standing and waiting
On the last train
Its coming
But where it come from
You dont wanna know
Where its going
You dont care
Just so its away from here
Oh the long wait
On the last train
Written By: Bettie Davis ————————- © May 12 , 2o11
Lets Take AAA Train Ride ~
w/ Her Byyy Myyy Side ~
AAA Dejavu Thats Never Died ~
AAA Spirits Host ~ Of AAA Ghost ~
Where Once Weee Collide ~
Passin Our Stops ~ Goin Faster It Seeems ~
Makes Us more Alive ~ Whence Only Weee Believe ~
Lost Within Theee Others Emaculant Dreams ~
Destinations Tooo Nooo Where ~
Listen Tooo Screams ~ Californication
N.Y Next Stop ~ Nothing Betweeen ~ Nooo Brake !!!
Not Even AAA Screeeech ~
There Went Grand Central As It Makes AAA Scene ~
As Its Nigh AAA Mistake !!! Shore Tooo Shore In Nooo time Flat ~
Goin Further Never Lookin Back !!!
Passin Thru Wallls Of Extreme Now Weee’re On Broadway ~
Headin Back Downtown ~
Train Isss Chuggin In Traffic & Over Th_ Sounds ~
Passin People on Crosswalks Who Float On Grounds ~
Now Onda Da Manhatten Racing AAA Boat ~
Out Tooo Da Ocean & Unfamilar Place ~
Ocean Tooo Ocean Open Thy Throats ~
Onward its Bound ~ What This Journey Must Bring ~
This Train Isss AAA Plane Flyin AAA Toast ~
As Evryone They Must Cling ~
Now AAA Rocket Shootin Intooo Space ~
Its Givin its Most ~
We’lll Get There Before Mornin ~
As Night Seeems Tooo Falll ~
Fog Iss Now liftin For Us Alll ~
As Alll Hope It isss Never Gone ~
On Moon Dust & Fallin Stars Past Planets Erased ~
There Tooo Beee In Th_ Dawn
Tooo Seee…Touch & Taste
In Her Awe & Her Sweeet Face ~
Written Byyy g.T ® TM © WITHIN…
Come on Baby.. Let’s all do the Locomotion!!! lol
I got something kinda dark , I hope it;s ok 🙂 Post in a few
STATE OF INSANITY
I heard the train a comin
Burnin up the track
As her life was leavin
I aint never looking back
.
I used to really love her
Somehow she had to die
She was Satan’s treasure
I broke down and cried
.
I thought she really loved me
Our path strait as a rail
We’d still be together
If she wasn’t born in hell
.
I prayed she would be saved
Every single day
In his dark embrace she always stayed
Much to my hearts dismay
.
Lake erie is where it got scary
I struggled to hold her down
She had Moxy and screamed bloody mary
But the train drownd out the sound
.
I thought she really loved me
Our path strait as a rail
We’d still be together
If she wasn’t born in hell
NOT THE RIGHT TICKET
SHE STOOD THERE ON THE TRAIN
TICKET IN HAND
THOUGHTS OF A DIFFFENT LAND
HOW SHE GOT THERE
SHE WAS UNSURE
LOOKIINF FOR THE
CONDUCTOR
HE STOOD JUST DOWN THE ISLE
SOMETHING TOLD HER
IT WAS NOT RIGHT
IT WAS DAY
WHY WAS IT NIGHT
SHE DECIDED
NOT TO ASK FOR A WHILE
SHE HELD OUT HER TICKET
HE SHOOK HIS HEAD
AND SMILED
THAT TICKET JUST WONT DO!
SHE SEARCHED HER PURSE
BUT TOO NO AVAIL
HE LOOKED AT HER WITH
EYES SO SAD
IM SORRY MY DEAR
THIS IS NOT A TRAIN
OH COME NOW
DON’T BE SUCH
A PAIN,, IF NOT A TRAIN
THERE WHY AM I HEAR
IT’S A TRAIN
WITH NO REFRAIN
DON’T BE TERSE,
THIS IS A HEARSE
ITS NONSTOP
UNTIL THE TUNNEL
FROM THERE
ITS HARD TO TELL
YOU MIGHT END IN
HEAVEN
BUT SOME END
IN HELL
SO SOSRRY NOT FEELING WELL TODAY TRIED TO DO A WRITE WILL TRY TO READ ALL THESE GREAT THINGS LATER IF I OFFEND DONT READ MINE SO SO SORRY
Train Ride To The Poorhouse
I met a woman on a train
She said she was from Spain
Conversation was mundane
She looked kind ‘a plain
Her seat was next to mine
Riding the B & O Line
We shared a bottle of wine
Something to pass the time
Conversation going nowhere
Nothing in common to share
I fell asleep in my chair
Awoken by the whistle’s blare
Beside me was an empty chair
Much to my despair
I couldn’t find my wallet anywhere
Damn bitch had vanished in thin air
Rebel ©
05/12/2011
Written for The CPC
Thematic Attic
“Train”
With Daine & A-Rhodi
wonderful blog!!
DARE YOU TO LISTEN TO THIS ONE WITH THE VOLUME UP!! LOL!
Something Wicked indeed….
.
.
.
.
.
The End of the Line
.
.
I can hear it coming
But I can’t see it come
It’s coming straight on through the dark
And I’m waitin’ here at home.
.
.
A big black train, a nightmare
Coming down the track
It’s taking my soul on a trip
But it ain’t coming back.
.
.
It comes for those a’ dying
It comes for those who weep
For those who don’t know it’s the end
As they lay down to sleep.
.
.
But me, I know I’m dying
I’ve known it for some time
And I will ride that big black train
To the end of that old line.
.
.
And where that end is, I don’t know
But I hope it’s Glory bound
I ain’t got nothin’ here to pack
Lord, ain’t that a lonesome sound?
.
.
I’m just a hobo in this world
Not really known for much
But where I’m goin’ we’re all the same
No highs and lows and such.
.
.
My brother is the favored son
He’s tall and fine and proud
The squeaky wheel always gets the grease
And well, he squeaks real loud.
.
.
Nobody ever notices me
They won’t worry when I’m gone
I’m just a no-good lay-a-bout
That likes to ride and roam.
.
.
Well, here it comes, that awful train
So long, Old Pop and Mother
Say what?! I’m still here and alive
But the train done took my brother.
.
.
by Voo
just now
May 12, 11
Ok, I give up! 🙄
Thank y’all for kindly stopping by…………..
Wonderful Job Y’all *smiling* I so took a nap when I got home and wasn’t able to go through all the posts here ~ I am glad you enjoyed the challenge and look forward to next week!!! :love: :love: :love:
Give each a hug feeling warmth within for LoveYouAre,,,Thank you and God for each of you,here:)
All aboard until next week`s Thematic Attic.. Remember Soul Train Showing my age lol Had to watch on Saturday..Let1s all dance in heart :):)..