trains

[creativesoul]

for the most part
when that tickling feeling hits
at four in the morning
i know better then to play

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feeding that darkness which has its place
light always has a place beyond whatever dreams
you hid between my legs
ah but so sweet = you never knew
just how viagra sex gave me the blues
dripping off the shoulders
heat coming in waves
his don juan body parts
had a very gray heart
cold to the touch
his soul lay in the alley of dereliction
she laid him down
tracks below clickity clack
little moments of timelessness
windows of velvet curtains
cities rolling by into darkness
larger than life boulders outside in a blur=\
she lost herself in a cat like purr
fear left the track
went somewhere else
on another train
she let go of all that pain

[the mingo]

Holy Jiminy Crackers! Now I'm sad ...

[saw]

your poetry is so raw and creative...you are able to tell tales that stir the soul in an artistically beautiful way that is yours alone....keep 'em coming

[68degrees]

I grew up near a railroad yard. Train sounds are quite forlorn from a distance.

This piece has wonderful atmosphere.

68degrees

[creativesoul]

I am transformed by the calling of the trains
They seamlessly take me on a journey
Unzipping my soul when I'm not sure of being naked
I thank you... I am sure that without you
These words might echo without a trace
Off the sides of mountains where I talk loudly
With body language
Italian gestures
Move like fault lines in my earthern heart
And I would be very very lonely--- hugs