REBEL ENGINEA Poem by TerryDarcy-Ryan akaSheerTerror"leader with a grinding ax "pursuing the moon with a spark of bleached light a pendant ride along flume marks the sky for time the roar of a constant flight warns down the line a serpent's path in a fly by night, tightly rolling tale speed is the means and meaner on these rails track endures every mile marker past perpetual escaped steam taunts with a slow hiss and miss leader with a grinding ax and wind of the iron spit cadence is the sound of steels sync and cast the clank of iron on track stacked for rolling fast passes any beast around worth a match the wheels a seizing master of tortured might to this man made beast now a soaring steed down the line a tremble is the fair warning heed vibrations count seconds to the sight of steam a peak of bleak light blinds with a stout beam fear stands clear this fueled Goliath feeds a need built for a rolling fury, Rebel Engine #353 Terry D'Arcy-Ryan © 2018 TerryDarcy-Ryan akaSheerTerrorReviews
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8 Reviews Added on May 23, 2018 Last Updated on May 28, 2018 AuthorTerryDarcy-Ryan akaSheerTerrorPHOENIX, AZAboutWhen I was a young girl I was your average Tomboy. I lived to watch Star Trek the only thing that could take me away from the voyages of the Star Ship Enterprise was playing Baseball with the boys. .. more..Writing
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