Train Waiting Blues
cold on the platform the mercury’s falling
desperate for daybreak and looking for dawn
the clock on the wall says a quarter to seven
the heater below it gives no heat at all
we sit and we wait here politely and silent
not knowing each other or knowing ourselves
the lady in blue has suitcases like oceans
the man with the newspaper’s not learnt how o smile
a small group of tourists talk excitedly and weakly
poetry flows from the guy with the notebook
searching for rhythms, patterns and style
Sat in a train station waiting room one cold morning, thinking of ideas, hoping for inspiration, and then I look up, and there it is, all around me.
Hi good depth of field and diagonal esign – thanks
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Thanks Andy, it’s almost as if they designed this roof for wide angle lenses.
It’s beautiful when it happens like that and you’re able to capture it all, when your mind is still enough to take it in and process it for what it is, what you described. Good job.
Thanks. Sometimes we look too hard, and don’t see what’s there around us.
Wonderful. I love how you realized your inspiration.
Thanks Katie
Great vanishing point to which all lines lead. And the poetry really adds another dimension. Nice work
I gotta say, all those lines are pretty sweet
Thanks guys, and thanks to those friendly railway station designers who built a footbridge just at the right height so I could come along with a nice 10mm lens and capture the perspective.
i miss this station. preston was once my home and whenever i return the memories begin as soon as i step foot on the platform. lovely photo!
It is a beautiful building – I love the way the sun streams through the glass sections in the roof at various times of the day. I’ve a few more shots of the station to post, so look out for them soon.