The Railroad Drifter

Year poem was written: 2013

      He walks from one land to another, 

           swiftly and silently alone. 

      Treading through each rocky path to be found, 

           until he jumps into his rusty carriage. 

      Traveling across the earth's mighty back, 

           befriended by the sunset. 

      Disappearing like dust in a desert, 

           never at the same place twice. 

      A complete stranger known to none, 

          the railroad drifter. 

Reviews

[Gerald Parker]

Not choppy at all. Reminds me of 'On the Road.' I would remove 'the' from the last line, or leave the last line out if you keep the title as it is.

[Marie]

Lonely poem...to drift is so sad...