The whistle blows, the chugging starts -
A steam train ride in France -
For those who like to try things
From the past, this is your chance.
Since when it’s time to turn around,
The leading car’s unlatched
And driven to a turntable
Before it’s reattached.
The locomotive then gets cranked,
By hand! one circle ‘round.
The engineer next drives to where
The once-caboose is found.
The train is reconnected
And goes back the way it came,
Passing trees and giant rock formations,
Looking all the same.
An aqueduct appears and there’s
An eagle in the sky,
But what impresses most on board
As we go zipping by
Is a trio by the river,
Down below and quickly viewed,
Being very French, relaxing
Near the water, in the nude.
Slodes new poem
Low slode-hand
I cant explain the fierce pain
Detached reattached no change to spare
Wild and free and then god help me
Challenges inept
failures future reaps wisdoms fury
Torpedo submarine full secret in deep
Save me from myself
Some of my favorite songs had no meaning at all
They were just songs that we all sung
I grew up in the towns
everyone smiles and waves like a tilt of the cap
Tell me the real story
Let me remember the smell of burning leaves
No way to disguise
your mustard glaze
A shout out to humor
Who doesnt believe in d-rama
Escape popular and fate
She had a heart
Until it got swallowed
Save myself from me
People can be dynamite in both meanings
When they take it upon themselves to forgive
Should they command such a worldly care
Allowed to take it upon themselves
To say the World is sorry for their silience
She had a lover who had control over everything except control.
It was fiercely shallow
Turn in my hand
But still playing
It rained
And then it pained
I wanted it to rain but now I'm scared
Tears never stopped
Why is it so complicated
My heart ached
Uncontrolled, captivated
I waited,
Maybe I will dream, I hoped
Still never did leaf reattached
Never did moonlight lit up the sky, shattered
Still trying to find out what went wrong, abused
Will it rain again and, maybe I should have that first feeling, tried
But my train left, and never ever had a chance to take another train, again.
I havent written about him since the day i said goodbye.
When i reattached his shadow so he could fly across the sky.
I hadn't spoken a word to anyone I knew .
Afraid of what People would think if I spoke my truth.
He took me to a place where we'd been trapped in time.
He told me of his lost boys and the lives they left behind.
He taught me about fairies and a mermaids deadly kiss.
He told me to stay quiet with his finger pressed against my lips.
A man came from the bushes with a hook under his sleeve.
He took kids from Never land, trapping them beneath the sea.
Peter pan had told me that I need not be afraid.
That everything would be alright come sunrise the next day.
Senses untamed,
spaces to reign
Bodies that die,
spirits to fly
Length or by width,
time is a myth
Dimension aground,
essence refound
Eyes looking forward,
eyes looking back
Eyes looking inward,
soul reattached
All that was spoken,
providence sings
Grand sublimation
—last bell to ring
(Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2017)
Cancer had taken her hopes and dreams.
All pain gone, we felt her relief.
From another plane, her heart
Leapt with unbridled joy
Reattached again
To her Soul Mate
Finding her
Sassy
Self
Senses untamed,
spaces to reign
Bodies that die,
spirits to fly
By length or by width,
time is a myth
Dimension aground,
essence refound
Eyes looking forward,
eyes looking back
Eyes looking inward,
soul reattached
All that was spoken,
providence sings
Grand sublimation,
—last bell to ring
(Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2017)
Christmas, me in my red wagon
Slogging in tears, later you forget
Am I a full person?
Blown black pepper stings your eyes
You strike me, the ambivalence aches
Covered mouth laugh-sharing from now on
Reattached you escape childish dreams
I offer to banish parts of me
Warriors on the horizon, plump and ascending
You appear similar, soul less, smaller
I scurry, looking for your parts
I miss them
At your escape hatch I make room
I hide in your obscurity
Broken in all endeavors
Waiting in luxurious swamps
Emeshment preventing loneliness
I wanted to hurt you too
Why has she fed me with lies?
Why does she not truly reply,
to my voice, which we once both shared?
Has it been wiped off, the face of the earth
Or has she wondered off
with another kind.
Why is our string cut?
Why can't it be reattached?
Are we done for eternity.
Is the connection between you and me..
Over, like the apocalypse you
created within my heart.
Has 2012 finally come
to end what we once had.
I wish we had more time
,but its to late.
You've shadowed me like
a crime scene.
All thats left are the small pieces
of evidence.
Which now can't he put together
to solve why you left
me...