When we’re at Kearny Depot
Our world is black and white
With clarity, you holding me,
Our partnership seems right
When we’re at Kearny Depot
I don’t worry ’bout the bills
I keep you close, of love you boast
Ignoring needles, pills
When we’re at Kearny Depot
The facts skew, fade away
I’m carefree then, you’re healthy when
We meet, and love and play
When we’re at Kearny Depot
Life is make believe
But then the truth, your visage, proof
Kick in, force me to grieve
Because I know
Soon
When we’re at Kearny Depot
Only one of us will still
Draw breath
Bereft
The ending was quite unexpected – a total change of tone. The rhyme and repetition worked very well in creating a sense of freedom at Kearny Depot.
Don’t know why, Kerry, but I love to whip things up at the very end. I often change cadence, tone or rhyme scheme.
Quite a story you weave in such a short poem. Very intense and tight. Great write!
Memories and moving on, bittersweet.
… that surprised me! I guess the turn around word was “make believe”.
This is so sad! Excellent writing.
This was an unexpected turnaround. Well done!! We have an old train station in our little town that looks just like this one.
Love the ending:
“When we’re at Kearny Depot
Only one of us will still
Draw breath
Bereft”
I hope not too much holding went on in the middle of those railroad tracks! Touching finish, though.
Wonderfully written. From happiness to heartbreak, like life.
L
Kim, you have created a sense of experience with this poem; and yes, the ending was def unexpected! But that is the ‘stuff’ of good poetry.
Very well presented with an unexpected twist ~
Sad ending though ~
Oh, this one speaks so much of pain and hope, joy and loss. Very creative!
The ending was unexpected, but life does take that turn. I love the repetition of “When we are at Kearney Depot.” It represents the continuity of life until that final journey. You created a beautiful piece from my photograph. Just a little history…The depot is in Kearney, Missouri, the home and burial site of Jesse James. I spent a lot of my younger life in and around Kearney.
Strongly written. I like the way you used repitition -
Let me give you a baseball analogy…I was looking for a fastball, but you struck me out on a curve. This was absolutely great! Vb
Thank you!!!! I am a baseball fan, so feel honored at the achievement.
Beautiful, haunting, and sad. I loved it.
Tim
Are you talking about Kearny in AZ!!!!!!!! So nice to have another zone around. Went through Superior the other day, was in a hurry to get to a meeting, but so wanted to stop and write something, that area is so beautiful, with Apache leap, Picketpost Mountain….great writing Kim loved the picture and loved the ending…