If only I could find the train
back to you.
The crossroads are nothing
more than a Trader Joe’s now.
And I can’t even get you on an
imaginary phone.
All day long I try and call.
You were always the sky
that drowned me the most.
My heart stiffing faster
than clothes on a line,
then turning into a hard
remorseful verse of poetry
to be recited under a full
moon by the river’s dark mouth.
Fire feed the soul.
Breathe in ash.
The spirit swims away.
The body dredging dirt.
And in the distance a train
rounds another bend.
-Tosha Michelle
Everything I Never Told You 
“by the river’s dark mouth”
Wow, No one but you. Once again.♡
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Thanks. Glad you can comment again! Yay!
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YES, I love this line, Tosha! It’s creative and unique.:)
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Thank you!
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Yes, I was a little shocked myself. Friday night, ahhhh. 🙂
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Hooray for Friday night!
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This one grabbed me from the first line. Love. xo
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Thank you!
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You’re welcome. xo
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Oh man, I hate it when they turn the crossroads into a Trader Joes. I mean, the parking lot alone, right?
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True dat
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Isn’t that the truth about a stiff heart, just like clothes dried on the line, I always thought they could stand by themselves. “You were always the sky”, is to cry for. This poem is truly lovely and deeply heartfelt. Tosha, wishing you a wonderful evening and weekend. ~ Mia ❤
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Yes. I know my heart could use a little fabric softener on occasion. The world and people can overwhelm at times. Thank you for the kind words. Make sure to be kind to yourself as well. Wishing you a peaceful and serene weekend.
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You’re welcome, thank you for the wishes, wishing you the same, please enjoy!
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You’re welcome! Will do xo
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Love it, Tosha. And the last line makes me think about sleeping at my granny’s house as a kid and hearing the trains off in the distance at night.
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Thank you. I remember nights like those as well. Happy Saturday, sweet tea and grit’s.
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Xxx
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There’s nothing like the distant song of a train. I remember them well…also at my grandmothers’ house.
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Those were the days
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Yes, they were. Sigh.
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I love the music from that movie! !
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Me too. It’s a beautiful film. Hope all is well.
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It is! I’m fine. 🙂 hope you’re too
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I’m glad. I’m well xx
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Great! Have a good weekend
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Thanks. You too. Happy spankings. 🙂
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Painful yet sweet.
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Thank you!
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This was just beautiful, Tosha. You had me with “if only I could find the train back to you.” 🙂
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Aww. Thank you! Happy Saturday.
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Thank you. Happy Saturday to you as well. (I didn’t realize it was Saturday until you said that.)
I guess I need to pay more attention. LOL
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Ha-ha. I have days like that.
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I have too many, I think. LOL
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Maybe, it’s better that way. Haha
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Maybe, indeed. 🙂
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😉
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Poignant. I especially loved the way you began the poem and ended it. Thanks Tosha, you’re inspiring me to write again.
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Chester, thank you. Lovely to see you here. I’m glad I could inspire you. You’re a terrific writer
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Thanks Tosha. The feeling is mutual
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it is as it will be
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Indeed, lovely one
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Great imagery, bum face!!
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Thanks, smarmy one
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Shove it up yer nose!
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I don’t think it will fit.
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Reblogged this on sherriemiranda1 and commented:
It’s been a while since I shared some of Tosha Michelle! Enjoy the art, Her poem & the beautiful song! 😉 ❤
Peace,
Sherrie
Sherrie Miranda's historically based, coming of age, Adventure novel “Secrets & Lies in El Salvador” is about an American girl in war-torn El Salvador:
http://tinyurl.com/klxbt4y
Her husband made a video for her novel. He wrote the song too. You can watch it on her Home page:
https://sherriemiranda1.wordpress.com Or go to YouTube & type in the title of her novel! 😉 ❤
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Thank you so much!
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You were always the sky
that drowned me the most
You are a writing artist.
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Thank you, Alex xx
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