'Rafenea' by DailyDreaming At a train station, the weather bleak and sour Grey shadows sprawl, on dull concrete floors Umbrella tucked ready, newspaper open Staring intently- ‘Rafenea’ ‘Wha-?’ Rafenea ges’ he repeats, the breeze skims the page Eyes blink, incomprehension……. ‘…….right back at-cha’ the cockney accent bites ‘Thank You. It’s a beautiful day too, is it not? Wind whistles, a frightful tune The mass of figures weave, horde the platform The machine intoning, Orange timer grows. Man standing befuddled; the train tackfully departs And the .p.g 3 girl, flashing her curves. p.s- 'Refenea gos' is a made up word, but hey. If shakespeare can do it, why can't I. (2000+ words for your reference) Added to GotPoetry.com ( http://www.gotpoetry.com ) on 09-Nov-2010