till death valley do us part

till death valley do us part

we’ll sit on trains with
frayed seats and rickety knees
listen to crackling joints
chug over miles of wooden tracks
through towns and cities and countries
over the clamour of our hearts
when we grow old, love,
I’m gonna be your vagabond

© hannah t

Published in: on February 14, 2011 at 5:45 pm  Comments (18)  

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  1. this is a really kool piece, I like it :-)

    • Thank you! I like that you like it :)

  2. Love the idea of being his vagabond! The poem is great in it’s portrayal of love lasting a lifetime.
    here from Poetry Potluck.


    • Thank you, and I’m glad you approve of my aspiration :)

  3. lovely…


    • Thanks Jingle :)

  4. sweet ! i like short poems that talk big :D

    • Thank you ;) Glad you like this short girl’s short poem that talks big.

  5. thats is lovely :D
    wonderful thought :)

    • Thank you :))

  6. I really like this. the train ride and the vagabond image is unique.
    Here are mine:

    • Thank you, Louise :)

  7. Dear Hannah

    Great imagery and you took me for the ride of life… its beautiful.
    Thanks for sharing…

    ॐ नमः शिवाय
    Om Namah Shivaya

    • Hi Shashi! Thank you, glad you enjoyed the ride :)

  8. How sweet, a vagabond of love!

    • :)) Thanks Aleza!

  9. “Frayed seats and rickety knees”

    • :) Thank you, Michael!

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