tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8943152373837433678.post5940115244741109072..comments2023-12-03T21:00:07.148-06:00Comments on Beachanny By The Sea: TRAINS TODAYBeachannyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08638256396472533685noreply@blogger.comBlogger28125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8943152373837433678.post-40558014523779631592011-09-21T21:41:31.397-05:002011-09-21T21:41:31.397-05:00I love this. It reads so musically. Gives me a shi...I love this. It reads so musically. Gives me a shiver and makes my eyes wet.colleenhttp://looseleafnotes.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8943152373837433678.post-30923951831607627272011-09-21T15:52:40.039-05:002011-09-21T15:52:40.039-05:00Feels a bit different from you here? A departure (...Feels a bit different from you here? A departure (on a train ha)? Like the feel of this piece. Free, casual; not better, just different. (I'd be inclined to left-align rather than centre it though :)<br /><br />Excellent as ever my friendLuke Praterhttp://lukepraterswordsalad.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8943152373837433678.post-12387392016412927172011-09-21T00:03:12.273-05:002011-09-21T00:03:12.273-05:00i enjoyed your poem very much as well as that cash...i enjoyed your poem very much as well as that cash song:)Ed Pilollahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09139531369534586168noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8943152373837433678.post-47247147963665607972011-09-19T18:44:20.969-05:002011-09-19T18:44:20.969-05:00When I moved in where I live now, I would hear the...When I moved in where I live now, I would hear the trains only once or twice a night, from across the yard and road. Now they seem to run hourly all night long, commuters and freight.<br /><br />Am assuming at least for this area, the popularity is increasing again. They have even restored the old western station in a town across the valley from me.Reflectionshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09655163868990155242noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8943152373837433678.post-58129772061520635332011-09-19T18:39:12.490-05:002011-09-19T18:39:12.490-05:00I feel the locomotion (not so slow) all the way th...I feel the locomotion (not so slow) all the way through your poem...thanks for the ride.Laurahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15349928247626849914noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8943152373837433678.post-32827400594360021802011-09-19T05:31:51.285-05:002011-09-19T05:31:51.285-05:00It's a perfect shift to have the train sing th...It's a perfect shift to have the train sing the blues as the system slows and slows. We would love to see a commuter line between Detroit and Grand Rapids, but I doubt it will ever happen now. A fine, tight poem.<br /><br />And yes, it is so great to meet you at last! Thank you for the wonderful poets pub.Ruthhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14204074161539605133noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8943152373837433678.post-3078626705114847292011-09-18T22:47:27.142-05:002011-09-18T22:47:27.142-05:00Slowowowow
and mournful
ooh... I liked that. Bea...Slowowowow<br />and mournful<br /><br />ooh... I liked that. Beautiful write... with sadness. Never heard that song before. Still remember puttin' my ear to the track. Thanks Gay.Patriciahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00991524097486901864noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8943152373837433678.post-30152143783711241662011-09-18T20:42:56.262-05:002011-09-18T20:42:56.262-05:00Trains are full going up and down the California C...Trains are full going up and down the California Coast. Yes, lots of freight lines as well. I would love to board a train to Montana and Dakotas. I think the blues were invented on the trains. Great poemCalifornia Ink in Motionhttp://themslvh.wordpress.com/noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8943152373837433678.post-47738516354544124212011-09-18T17:27:16.730-05:002011-09-18T17:27:16.730-05:00you, who once inspired the blues
can sing them
Slo...you, who once inspired the blues<br />can sing them<br />Slowowowow<br />and mournful--<br />down the line<br /><br />Great close and thanks for Johnny!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8943152373837433678.post-43598104159433668112011-09-18T16:22:01.524-05:002011-09-18T16:22:01.524-05:00A train ride is romantic so says many but the iron...A train ride is romantic so says many but the irony of it is that it is still very tiring. Very good run through history!<br /><br />Hankkaykualahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03240206222973305395noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8943152373837433678.post-42433065279567507412011-09-18T13:16:08.966-05:002011-09-18T13:16:08.966-05:00Gay-- first let me thank you for your most wonderf...Gay-- first let me thank you for your most wonderful comment on my poem. I have often taken poetic license with family history and the Codingtons came into New Mexico Territory in the late 1800's, one Minnie Codington marrying my great-grandfather, Bernard S. Rodey, who founded the University of New Mexico. I hope to revive more of our history with names and some circumstances changed as time goes on.<br /><br />Your poem is rich and evocative-- it made me think that trains, with other iconic images, have served to make our world familiar to us; although I often bitch about the ones that come through our city in the middle of the day, I always feel my spirits lift when I hear them.<br /><br />I especially love: <br /><br />Trains today run<br />red and cold;<br />long, brown boxed<br />oiled black and yellow<br />bellow over strips of steel.<br /><br />beautiful!<br /><br />xxJenne'Jenne' R. Andrews https://www.blogger.com/profile/15744946229300234443noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8943152373837433678.post-88790351544171719222011-09-18T12:50:00.570-05:002011-09-18T12:50:00.570-05:00I hate how time changes some of the best parts of ...I hate how time changes some of the best parts of history. Maybe someone will revive passenger trains as you said. And, love Johnny Cash. Such an amazing man.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01547380098561803645noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8943152373837433678.post-36935493318041715542011-09-18T10:53:01.285-05:002011-09-18T10:53:01.285-05:00So interesting Gay.. great way of capturing a trai...So interesting Gay.. great way of capturing a train moment... blues mournful down the line..Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8943152373837433678.post-30378331479516919412011-09-18T10:33:05.678-05:002011-09-18T10:33:05.678-05:00I love the slowowowowow! I love to travel by train...I love the slowowowowow! I love to travel by train, and took amtrak from Detroit to San Antonio a few years ago...so glad I did. I also remember traveling by train from Detroit to California when I was five years old! Really enjoyed your poem, Gay. :-)Fireblossomhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07040525704916368792noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8943152373837433678.post-28331633452158835462011-09-18T08:36:09.146-05:002011-09-18T08:36:09.146-05:00Your words really pulled me in, great write! ~ Ros...Your words really pulled me in, great write! ~ RoseAnonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09988016086874324471noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8943152373837433678.post-35526960875001655692011-09-18T07:28:19.933-05:002011-09-18T07:28:19.933-05:00A beautiful swan song for the glorious hey day of ...A beautiful swan song for the glorious hey day of trains as grand adventure carriages!Gemma Wisemanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17466540188839321484noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8943152373837433678.post-614047705059894312011-09-18T04:54:31.416-05:002011-09-18T04:54:31.416-05:00Octopus lines, its tentacles cut
hauls the freight...Octopus lines, its tentacles cut<br />hauls the freight...<br />...<br />Once so much a master,<br />now you are the slave,<br /><br />you got me hearing the train in the rhythm of the lines and sounds of words, <br />time tunnel<br />and blues.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11464524804643959314noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8943152373837433678.post-58779354326963025932011-09-18T02:13:26.500-05:002011-09-18T02:13:26.500-05:00Beautiful poem.....wish we could travel more by tr...Beautiful poem.....wish we could travel more by trains. It is the experience I miss.JANUhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06983287092498427967noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8943152373837433678.post-56050727618645657322011-09-17T23:00:27.806-05:002011-09-17T23:00:27.806-05:00The rise and fall of train transportation - I'...The rise and fall of train transportation - I'm reminded of the tiems when the railroads had a stranglehold on farmers - gave birth to the populist movement and William Jennings Bryan.<br /><br />Good poem, Gay.Glynnhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10802111972232088511noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8943152373837433678.post-53532142541545520992011-09-17T20:29:09.065-05:002011-09-17T20:29:09.065-05:00Once so much a master,
now you are the slave
nice...Once so much a master,<br />now you are the slave<br /><br />nice.....Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8943152373837433678.post-19132399801711060472011-09-17T20:21:28.461-05:002011-09-17T20:21:28.461-05:00This made me really sad: "Octopus lines, its ...This made me really sad: "Octopus lines, its tentacles cut<br />hauls the freight<br />“too expensive”, says the man,<br />“to cater to the folks,<br />they flies now.”"<br /><br />I sometimes wish non-main city folk could travel more by train instead of plane, buses and cars, but alas... Those were the older days lost.Karen Maebyhttp://www.karenmaeby.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8943152373837433678.post-14001300327296941962011-09-17T18:15:59.354-05:002011-09-17T18:15:59.354-05:00A lot of history ran along those rails--sad to see...A lot of history ran along those rails--sad to see it as it is today. Your poem has that late night mournful sound, Gay, and now when I hear one passing, I'll know it's a train with the blues.hedgewitchhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13090696134322515899noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8943152373837433678.post-38843096472043002112011-09-17T17:49:35.904-05:002011-09-17T17:49:35.904-05:00Yeah, I got those passengerless train blues - who ...Yeah, I got those passengerless train blues - who doesn't, these days ... relegated to someone else's -- the Man's -- freight. Fine poem, Gay. - BrendanBrendanhttp://blueoran.wordpress.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8943152373837433678.post-53301147088760462492011-09-17T17:33:14.858-05:002011-09-17T17:33:14.858-05:00Nice walk through train historyNice walk through train historyAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8943152373837433678.post-9785050790088558282011-09-17T17:29:27.986-05:002011-09-17T17:29:27.986-05:00@zongrik - "octopus" an allusion to a bo...@zongrik - "octopus" an allusion to a book written by Frank Norris about California Ranchers and the railroad that wraps around them and robs them of years of hard work. It portrayed the time in the US when train companies ruled, and today they've fallen very low and only exist as mergers, beautiful train stations gone, picturesque ones turned into little town banks.Beachannyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08638256396472533685noreply@blogger.com