notebook notes from a stormy train ride (friday morning)
notebook notes from a stormy train ride (friday morning)
clouds perfume the air with their electrical stare
the black, funeral mantel - angry, inverted mirror, reflecting nothing, expressing everything.
everything below seems somehow brighter under this heavy furrowed brow.
the impending tension of the storm - electricity dancing hysterically in a vacuum jar.
birds fly scared in the air as the train, brave in the rain, swims over tracks illuminated by pink-headed, yellow-headed flowers in the grass.
stopping at a station I see a symphony of ripples performing their individual minuscule act on a platform puddle -
the audience of red faded pink railings and quickly rendered graffiti stand unamused like the sky.
a fresh breeze picks up and the sense of a cooler morning lifts the day's spirits.
the sky's edges lighten, her tears subside and her moody brow is ironed out...
the sign of cranes on the edge of the upside down bowl herald Glasgow's arrival.
tall buildings' wet shoulders are huddled together...
the black, funeral mantel - angry, inverted mirror, reflecting nothing, expressing everything.
everything below seems somehow brighter under this heavy furrowed brow.
the impending tension of the storm - electricity dancing hysterically in a vacuum jar.
birds fly scared in the air as the train, brave in the rain, swims over tracks illuminated by pink-headed, yellow-headed flowers in the grass.
stopping at a station I see a symphony of ripples performing their individual minuscule act on a platform puddle -
the audience of red faded pink railings and quickly rendered graffiti stand unamused like the sky.
a fresh breeze picks up and the sense of a cooler morning lifts the day's spirits.
the sky's edges lighten, her tears subside and her moody brow is ironed out...
the sign of cranes on the edge of the upside down bowl herald Glasgow's arrival.
tall buildings' wet shoulders are huddled together...
stopping at a station I see a symphony of ripples performing their individual minuscule act on a platform puddle -
the audience of red faded pink railings and quickly rendered graffiti stand unamused like the sky.
tall buildings' wet shoulders are huddled together...
amazing & so beautiful!!!!!! thanks!!!
the audience of red faded pink railings and quickly rendered graffiti stand unamused like the sky.
tall buildings' wet shoulders are huddled together...
amazing & so beautiful!!!!!! thanks!!!
scotland is similar to what you described. it rarely gets too angry. never too hot for long periods, never insanely cold...
Scotland is on the same latitude as Newfoundland and Labrador but thanks to the gulf stream we stay relatively warm. i think, by rights, we should be under snow for most of the year.
the main problem with scottish weather (if you want to see it as a problem) is the lack of predictability of it. the weather changes from moment to moment. you never know what to wear. but we get lots of rain, lots of dull days... but like your situation, it's never too angry here.
Scotland is on the same latitude as Newfoundland and Labrador but thanks to the gulf stream we stay relatively warm. i think, by rights, we should be under snow for most of the year.
the main problem with scottish weather (if you want to see it as a problem) is the lack of predictability of it. the weather changes from moment to moment. you never know what to wear. but we get lots of rain, lots of dull days... but like your situation, it's never too angry here.
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your words paint the sky with that rainbow feeling after the storm and the morning so crisp it cools the frown inside with the beauty of flowers painted on the grass passing me by like a train skipping puddles on platforms on my way to you where i would have watched the whole thing with awe in my throat together with you curled in your ear as your hand wrote it down for me to feel. i did...


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