April travelled by trains
Because she hates planes and cars
Or rockets aimed for Mars
And any boat, barge or ship.
She found none of the hip,
Unlike a cool train trip, you know.
Wherever they would go
She loved how they went slow, then fast
And away from her past.
© Carl Burkitt 2017
This poem is part of a challenge for National Poetry Writing Month 2017 – a different style of poem each day about a woman called April.