The Empty Platform: A Poem

The following poem was written early last year, and once again I was fortunate enough to have the generosity of Michael from Forties Photos to help me make this post a special one! His photos have such a gorgeous atmosphere to them and I encourage you to check out his work and website through this link. Although it took me ages to get this poem out into the world, finally it’s here… and I do hope you enjoy it.

The Empty Platform

The whistle blows, and what can I do

Now that it’s time for us to part

I’ve run out of time to give to you

And the platform is as empty as my heart.

You know me as a man of duty

And I’ve never known a woman so true

You know all that I would say; and truly

If I could stay, it would be for you.

But my future is calling me away,

With a voice I must not ignore

My journey is set, at least for today

Until this train brings me back once more.

Text © Adair E. R. Jacobs 2017

All Photos © M. A. Cain, Forties Photos 2017

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