In the darkness, after sun has set
The neon shines overhead
Keeping the moon company
It reflects over steel
Carriages and wheels
Telling their tales, as they pass
Lines and rails
Neon lights , white pink and green
Flood night brightening the scene
As trams whistle as they pass
Lines cutting through grass
Whilst signals share power
With lights red , amber, and green
Cab lights point down the line to be seen
Inkdrop is freelance writer with a passion for exploring the intersections between nature, architecture, and artistic expression. With a background in computing, and writing – his pen name harks back to when he played around with rhymes and a fountain pen. Now joined by a selection of created photos from an acquired DSLR camera He shares insights with scribblers of all backgrounds. Outside of visiting museums and exploring the latest in exhibits , he enjoys walking through the countryside in pursuit of the next rainbow.
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