straight and narrow
through a tunnel
off again
bring the promise
of adventures
joy of journeys
yet to come
hear the engines
feel the motion
taste the steam and
smell the smoke
at the platform
whistle’s blowing
doors slide open
and OH NO!
‘Blasted tracks!’
Mum tripped over
in the hallway
all my tracks are
in a mess
cut her finger
on the tunnel
which lies broken
on the floor
time to pack up
tracks in boxes
play next door out
of Mum’s way



16 thoughts on “Tracks

  1. You did a lot of work on this I can tell. I really like how you wrote this poem and that the word “tracks” were in italics, well not really but it sounds awesome when you read this poem!


    • Hi Methuli,

      I wrote this poem when my kids were little. They loved going on train rides, and they also loved building train tracks on the floor.


      • Tharinsa,

        I definitely encourage you to write poems. You can write your own versions of my poems if you like- that’s how we learn- by copying others and adding our own words. I am sure your teachers would like to read the poems you write.


  2. I’m glad you think it’s funny, Ryan. It was inspired by my children’s train tracks all over the house when they were young.

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