The Train – A Poem

Image by David Mark from Pixabay

Leviathans of iron; thunder on locomotive engines,

Flying across ancient tracks whistling adrenaline.

The blood of history fires diesel through their veins

Iron steeds; still the last spike in the supply chain.

Published by Suzette Benjamin

Positive thinker, inspirational, writer, faith

28 thoughts on “The Train – A Poem

  1. Levathian symbol of evil, a perfect coining synonymous with human cargo ….

    The last spike?…..I thought they still the major and most important track in the supply chain

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    1. Yes, Leviathan also strength and power, reference in Psalms 104:26. But, other meanings, you are right, exist and can work. Never one meaning to the words., whatever the reader interprets is right😊
      Last spike reference commeorates the joining of two major train lines to link a country or a region’s railroads. I’m a huge fan of trainsπŸ‘πŸ˜Š

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      1. Ok I see what you are referring to. In the psalmist context the dragon of the sea. Just shows how narrow the lens my scripture reading. Psalm 104 is a completely different exposition of the term levathian and how it is poetically employed. Teachers of scripture inculcated one view. My mind actually travel into recent history of nazi Germany and hence jumped onto the evil levathian wagon. I’m so happy you brought this to my attention. I need to undergo a complete rewiring on this topic. And so we learn. Thank you.
        Trains held a great fascination for me as well.

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      2. Scripture holds one truth and by that one truth — comes life. But, poetry and prose suggests and even invites all experience to sample different meanings. You were not wrong in your take in the poem’s portrait. What is discovered or discerned is the treature of the moment.
        Happy Thursday. Blessings and may you find joy in the gates of peace ever before you. Cheers

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    1. Thank you. I enjoy trains greatly. The whistles are a fun sound.. sometimes far in the distance and very early in the morning. Love it! So glad you enjoyed it, Susan.πŸ˜ŠπŸ™πŸ™ Cheers


  2. By coincidence, I recently saw the Icebreaker movie… that’s what I thought when I read

    Flying across ancient tracks whistling adrenaline.

    This poem is so lovely and evocative – thank you πŸ™‚

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