Spoked wheelSpeaks of Yesteryear Simpler timesSlower daysSalient SpokesStill, solemn, silentSpokes speak still.

OrientalYellow silkHot sky meltsStains edges ofSoft satinWith crimson

Depot waitingWaiting, waiting in the drying sun.Train is late. Can you hear it?Thundering trainWait, wait.Chairs waitingWaiting, waiting in the blistering wind.Ticket counter, bell?Ghostly passengers listeningWait, wait.Window waitingWaiting, waiting in the hot afternoon sun.To be opened, to breathe,To hear a train whistle.Wait, wait.