Written for:
the train picks up speed,
in a paper coffee cup
concentric waves
the river always
out there in the dark
late train home
coming home
on the train
… the backyards
(c) John Stevenson

Huffing and puffing
Gray clouds whistle in the air
Steam engine rolls in
© Sara McNulty
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About purplepeninportland
I am a freelance poet, born and bred in Brooklyn, New York. I live with my husband, John, and two charming rescue dogs–Marion Miller and Murphy. We spent eight lovely years in Portland, OR, but are now back in New York.
My goal is to create and share poetry with others
who write, or simply enjoy reading poetry. I hope to touch a nerve
in you, and feel your sparks as well.