Tuesday, April 21, 2026

(27) The Railway Wagon Plate


Bolted onto the old coal wagon
As it shook and clanked 
With rhythmic chatter 
Through wind and rain
To distant yards
To unload amid noisy blatter.

Men dressed in coal dust
Toiled in the shadows
And dragged themselves home so late
Cold and weary with sweat on brow
Sometimes rain-washed but without a frown
To put coal upon our grate.

Copyright©IanmAllan2026
 

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