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The Return From Exile

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The Return From Exile

Fog rusts railways seemingly parallel to nowhere...
Phantoms sit down on the cold metal trying to warm up
The moon smokes bats with stars as echo location
A janitor cleans up the daily memories of men with shoes
Taxi drivers fall asleep in line waiting for  customers who never come
I fly up high but nobody seems to care I am coming home
The walnut tree recognizes me and smiles with lips of rings
I am coming back to childhood as I was ruthlessly exiled
I feel my shoulder blades happy with buds of wings of cotton candy
There is nobody in the Control Tower 
I just realized...
                      ...I lost my shadow twenty six years ago...

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  1. Date: 5/30/2011 12:04:00 AM
    very deep. That last stanza. WOW

  1. Date: 5/16/2011 3:04:00 PM
    Thanks for stopping by my blog..I have added a comment about the Dachshunds on there..I enjoyed reading this work..It took me back to my childhood..I would like to jump rope and play hopscotch again..Sara

  1. Date: 4/18/2011 4:17:00 AM
    I felt sad for you yet the color you exude in your work makes me want to not only think of soft beautiful colors but to write of them. Good visions and writes to you thankyou.