On the rails, there is a rhythm you can feel long before you hear it. Steel meets steel, wheels trace a steady line forward, and every movement carries intention. At RCR Rail Co, rail is more than infrastructure. It is motion, connection, and quiet reliability at work.
In recognition of World Poetry Day, we are sharing a collection of poems and haikus inspired by the rail yards, the industries we serve, and the moments in between. These pieces reflect the cadence of rail operations, the scale of what moves through our parks, and the stillness found in early mornings before the first switch is thrown.
Poetry invites us to slow down and notice what often goes unseen. The balance of precision and power. The patience of logistics. The stories carried one rail car at a time. We hope this collection offers a different way to experience rail shipping and the role it plays in keeping goods, businesses, and communities moving forward.
The Iron Arteries
Steel veins stretch across the land,
Carrying lifeblood of commerce in hand.
From ports to plains, through mountain and rain,
Trains whisper progress on every chain.
They bind the distance, shrink the miles,
Turning effort into endless piles
Of goods that feed the world’s demand—
Silent heroes on rails of sand.
Symphony of Freight
A whistle cuts the morning mist,
Echoing where rivers twist.
Boxcars hum a steady tune,
Under sun and silver moon.
Grain and steel, the timber’s weight,
Pulse through tracks that orchestrate
A symphony of global need—
Logistics born of iron speed.
Rails of Promise
Through valleys deep and cities wide,
The iron horse begins its ride.
Bearing goods from shore to store,
A promise kept forevermore.
Each wheel turns with silent grace,
Linking time and distant space.
In every hum, a pledge is made—
To move the world, to serve the trade.
Freight’s Silent March
No trumpet sounds, no banners wave,
Yet trains march on, both strong and brave.
They carry dreams in crates and steel,
A quiet force the world can feel.
From factory floors to harbor’s edge,
They honor every global pledge.
A rhythm steady, bold, and true—
The lifeline beating through and through.
The Endless Chain
One car, then two, then twenty more,
A serpent winding shore to shore.
Its scales of steel reflect the sun,
A journey shared, a task begun.
It binds the earth in unseen ties,
Through stormy nights and azure skies.
A chain of trust, a rail-bound creed—
The pulse of trade, the world’s great need.
Haikus
Steel lines in the dusk,
Cargo dreams in endless rows—
Supply flows like wind.
Mountains bow to rails,
Freight rolls steady through the night,
Chains of trade unite.
Whistle in the fog,
Bridges span the silent streams—
Commerce rides the steel.
Rails hum through the night,
Threads of trade in silver lines—
Dreams arrive at dawn.
Cargo whispers low,
Steel horizons never end—
Supply flows like time.