How the rails hum
           as the train approaches the station
and so announce its arrival
           before it is even seen
the sound a harbinger
           that brings good news
and a sigh of relief
           from the travellers waiting

Poetry in all things
           in sound and in silence
the flat line of the sea
           two sailing boats far out
on the horizon
           white canvas floating
in liquid turquoise
           and the clamour of children
playing on the beach
           a song out of their voices
and near-naked bodies
           stretched out on the sand
soaking up the sun
           whence they came

John Lyons

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