tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-891445355811678464.post5954239187896426998..comments2023-09-11T10:40:38.937+01:00Comments on Serendipity: Da viagem...Mar*http://www.blogger.com/profile/11024041379693134425noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-891445355811678464.post-25418189338460720582010-10-07T11:21:23.542+01:002010-10-07T11:21:23.542+01:00Verdades, é provável que até seja o mesmo comboio ...Verdades, é provável que até seja o mesmo comboio ou um semelhante. Este foi o que nos levou de Budapeste a Praga, mas nem era assim tão velho ;)Mar*https://www.blogger.com/profile/11024041379693134425noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-891445355811678464.post-35532292822257148272010-10-07T01:57:31.622+01:002010-10-07T01:57:31.622+01:00Este comboio faz-me lembrar um no qual viajei de P...Este comboio faz-me lembrar um no qual viajei de Praga para o norte da República Checa. Também era verde! Nunca tinha viajado num comboio verde e tão velho. :)Verdadeshttp://www.verdadesepoesia.blogspot.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-891445355811678464.post-26301387423144460592010-09-25T14:24:01.315+01:002010-09-25T14:24:01.315+01:00This trip was the first, but not the least... It w...This trip was the first, but not the least... It was the beginning of something more than great, more than special...It's the beginning of something bigger than all the railway trains in the all world<br /><br />Hug <3 *Moonyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12161653871646740180noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-891445355811678464.post-59553834275768868932010-09-19T22:17:32.146+01:002010-09-19T22:17:32.146+01:00The Railway Train
I like to see it lap the miles,...The Railway Train<br /><br />I like to see it lap the miles,<br />And lick the valleys up,<br />And stop to feed itself at tanks;<br />And then, prodigious, step<br /><br />Around a pile of mountains,<br />And, supercilious, peer<br />In shanties by the sides of roads;<br />And then a quarry pare<br /><br />To fit its sides, and crawl between,<br />Complaining all the while<br />In horrid, hooting stanza;<br />Then chase itself down hill<br /><br />And neigh like Boanerges;<br />Then, punctual as a star,<br />Stop -- docile and omnipotent --<br />At its own stable door.<br /><br />~ Emily Dickinson ~Strangershttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17117470973639350162noreply@blogger.com