Best Railway Line Poems

In the death chamber confines
The soul of my mind
Handcuffed by tragedy
Sentenced to death penalty
Just close to a blink of my eyes
With an illusionary greetings
Of long...

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In the death chamber confines
The soul of my mind
Handcuffed by tragedy
Sentenced to death penalty
Just close to a blink of my eyes
With an illusionary greetings
Of long...

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Wobbly bits , Hairy bits and dangly bits galore
So if you're feeling squeamish
Draw your curtains and lock the door
For today is the day in Yorkshire...

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Crazy Mick the Irishman, with trademark bike and overcoat,
wheeling his way back into town, classed as a tarnished silly goat.
His hair was long and curly;...

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Puffing languidly by blowing the whistle, there came 
the mementos of zig-zag meter gauged companion, 
The first consignment on the railroad track, locomotives shipped from...

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OCTOBER TALE
Go south and follow the sun’s traverse
As it heads t’ward Capricorn
When days and nights are in equipoise
And slight chills happily born

Go beyond the wide...

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From north, south, east and west 
This is the town to beat the rest,
Where history and present blend
As through its many streets you wend. 

Where...

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a stroll beneath this old stone bridge
is a stroll through time and mist
where remnants from another age
and graffiti coexist.

where nitreous oxide cannisters
and weeds and grass...

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A funny thing happened to or with me this morning during the 11 O'clock hour. During the few moments that I was watering our lemon...

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I do not picture the brown-eyed sadness,
  Pools of hazel windblown on the heath,
Any more than I picture the days of childhood,
  Less...

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1.	EXISTENTIALISM


And there pigeon lay
 blood dripping off tips of feathers               ...

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Crushing snowberry bushes on a hillside,
Droops down, discarding fallen blossom petals,
magnificent sand dunes soaked in pure water,
countryside nature soothes with the sweetness of honeyed melody,
And...

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Today I walked the railway line
Far outside of town
Far from all the friends I've known 
And the ones who cut you down
Mused on my achievements
Met...

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I was walking home from work about four thirty in the morn,
and was crossing o’er the railway line before the coming dawn,
when my foot slipped...

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A faraway place

I lived in the interior of the Algarve for many years
in a converted stable made into a cottage that
was smelling of mules when...

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