Best Chugs Poems

Metallic city howls like a wounded animal
scraped by nocturnal vigils
of grandchildren and elders
emaciated like tuberculosis lungs
gasping from chug-chugs of tobacco soot...
and the face of a...

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I feel so grand this special day in June
while waiting at the station for my ride
aboard the new steam engine coming soon
to take me to...

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A SENSE OF EMPTINESS 

		Empty I feel inside,
		No emotions left within since you died,
		A black blankness that drains
		a hollow heart remains.
		Shackled to chasmic chains,
		Leftover is...

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The odor of turnips,
of seasoned cabbage water - borscht
flushed through musing kidneys.

Listening to Zhukovsky, Vysotsky, Tyutchev,
not comprehending a word of it.
Working my way backward
through an...

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It’s wrong to judge people by appearance
So when he approached me with that grimace
I tried to see what’s inside
Perhaps a sweet prince did hide
Behind scaly...

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Late at night dreams beckoning me

to come to them, as I start to drift off

into a relaxing hypnotic state of mind.

Hearing a train whistle close...

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The Whiskey Bottle Wish

 	One late summer night outside a saloon in the mid-west, an intoxicated Dusty Rogers, stumbles out of the Bar nearly taking...

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Free wheeling down the hill
chuck-a-bang out of fuel
referring quickly to my map
a gas pump is what I need.

Right at the bottom of the hill
appears a...

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A sliver of river appears in my view;
The window has served up the slice.
Of course, thought I’d love the whole vista, to me
A sliver is...

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The SPLENDOR OF SYLT (Satis Shroff)


SYLT AT DAWN (Satis Shroff)

You hear the waves

As they splash onto the shore.

You haven't opened your eyes,

But you discern the...

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THE RISEN HEADS

We know ourselves for long, since ages
A time we spent in a small kiosk as bar boys, in the weekdays
A time we spent...

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There's a place down California way
Where I once perchance did stay
In a tent
with cheap rent
Next to the trains making hay

Whilst cimbing the grade to Las...

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My long train journey late at night
I take this route each day,
With heavy eyes I gently doze
The engine chugs away.

Suddenly there is a judder,
the train’s...

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(A Blank Verse Sonnet)

Her bell rings out with blast of horn, her wheels
scrape iron, her engines groan, her cars hold back,
caboose hangs on and baggage...

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Physicians
magicians 
who work wonders with a pill.
They diagnose,
prescribe the dose,
and then you get the bill.

Attorneys
journey
to the law books for a clue.
to file a brief
or sue...

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