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Miracle highways
Years that passed
The days of TRAILWAYS, INC. and GREYHOUND LINES, INC.
Competitive standards
Sharing the byways
Day and Night then
Trailways, Inc. Eagle eyes
The Greyhound Dog stretched distance being wise
Towns and Major Cities know well
Both companies had their own strategies to show
Journey and explore
Just observe throughout
Trailways, Inc. had the mileage trail
Greyhound Lines, Inc. functioning on acceleration without fail
Both soared into the distance with destination in mine
Trailways being a name to reckon during those foggy and otherwise sunny and clear skies
Trailways and Greyhound rolling wheels kept rolling
However, something went wrong in the Trailways operating factor
Trailways, Inc. was going through issues having a name that had uncertainty to continue to operate
Worried wonder
Would Trailways suddenly fade in the sunset?
Greyhound saw opportunity being the hound to everywhere never gone before
It was agreed that Greyhound would take over and merge with Trailways, Inc. in forming one big motor coach company of the best of both worlds into one
The Trailways, Inc. name no longer was an independent company, but swallowed up by Greyhound Lines, Inc. family
History made
Impact commodity
Eagle out and Greyhound in.
In the narrow gorge of the Pusa River, in Toledo
Ana Venero waited for me, legs spread wide
Showing me that throat of her vulva
A waist a yard and a half wide
All covered in hair
As well as her rear end.
When I approached her
With my erect
Which measured as much as my wrist
A quarter and a half
I didn't notice a thing
Where it went in because of the hair
Because I took it by the hand
Without knowing where it was leading.
It didn't lead me to her mouth
Or to ejaculate between her breasts.
I was horny for a woman
And I lifted her towards me with great force
As if I were lifting a load of firewood.
She, waking me from my dream
Entered into conversation:
-Serrano, this bud of yours is a very good thing.
And those colostrum that it releases
Adorn my colon and the sky of my very much.
So much so that even the Fallopian tubes were gurgling
Without anyone touching them.
I laughed my head off
While I came inside her.
I started pulling my out from I don't know where
Until she told me
That it looked dead.
-My dear mountain man of my
Don't let it die," she said scaring me.
Then I said to her:
"Please, Ana Venero
Tell me how many bears and dragons have passed
Through your pot and your final hole
Because I've entered you
Like Mate the greyhound in his mate.
-Look," she replied, pointing to her :
Through this carnal sphere
Important people have passed:
Nobles and commoners
Fathers with their illiterate children
Carters and bullfighters
Constables and mayors
And the ones I remember best, who are:
Lazarillo de Tormes
Don Quixote from La Mancha
Calixto, the one from Melibea's story
The Bogeyman
The pedophile priest of Ronchal
And even a very filthy fellow
Who liked the blood from my period
And they called him 'poor Count Dracula
They all left happy
Enjoying themselves immensely
Because they all told me
When they finished ing me:
-Now, Ana Venero, may God rest in peace
Because we've had our fill
With that hairy cake of yours of glory.
As I walked away from her
She shouted at me:
Come back, mountain man, come back!
Come back for the condoms you haven't used!
They're such pretty colors!
It's a shame to lose them.
Turning back to her I shouted:
-I don't care about them, Ana Venero.
Do whatever you want with them.
Winter comes
in its birthday suit
with invites
suggesting layers
In New York
snow was on the ground
next day, warmth
I went out sans cloak
In Jersey
warmth was inviting
by nightfall
my throat was hurting
Remedies
of raw garlic, teas
with cayenne
and honey held me
Fatigue came
slowing vibrant me
more meds came
with soups and hot teas
In N.C.
cozier space waits
with honey
I wanted out fast
Missions done
I boarded Greyhound
warm, too warm
I can't breathe in heat
Flu was on
soups were remedy
with honey
medicating me
Cold turned cough
aches would surely pass
I was up
best remedy was honey.
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Big, Bold and Sleek
Greyhound Bus
Bus honor
City to City, Town to Town
Observation upon observation
Remembering viewing the Rocky Mountains
Standing tall and proud
Totally Majestic
Being greeted by an Arizona Indian wave
Sitting on a white horse in red and white attire overlooking the overpass
Sight before eyes seeing the Mormon Tabernacle Church in Salt Lake City, Utah
Open Roads, Steep hills and endless mountains
Experienced a young pregnant Woman on the bus go into labor in the state of Nevada
What was supposed to be a 30 Minute Rest Stop turned into 2 hours
Our Greyhound Driver timed the young woman’s labor contractions
A major hospital happened to be across from where we stopped, and their medical team carried the young woman off the bus on a stretcher
Everyone on the bus felt like family as they looked out for one another
Travel for me on Greyhound was always an adventure
North, South, East and West
America and I are acquainted
The spirit and merit
Up close and personal
Through the watch of time
Greyhound bus base
Never any time to waste
Greyhound bus travel
Into the sunset of my mind treasure chest
Hound dog
The ride
The experience.
The Morning View from Snappy Shine
David J Walker
7 AM
and the doors
of Snappy Shine
Are open
The lights turned
on for the
Artists already at work in
Palettes of kiwi and spit
Lawyers and Bankers await
Their turn for their
Usual seat with
Greetings passed
to the Rhythm of
rag-men relaxed
Skillfully mixing politics with spit
and blackened wax
The Friday morning crowd of
Gumshoe salesmen and Lawyers
Tread one-way streets
Surrounding the
County Courthouse lawn
Dreading rejection
Shopkeepers sweep the stoops
Of discount shoe stores
While bootmakers raise their
Awnings
Advertising salesmen find new ways
To tell the same old lies
A million feet
Have pound these brick streets
And saved every lead
of each contract let
Reporters crowd the
Courtroom corridors
hoping to vet the next
breaking story before
the deadline of the
noon news edition
Just Down the street off Broadway
A few blocks Away
The Greyhound Bus Station lunch counter is
Busy with breakfast for arriving passengers
Meanwhile the corner café`
Across the street from Snappy shine
Clears its tables
Readied for the coming lunch run
Destination love
Romance being all the above
It was Greyhound Bus Schedule 101
Journey with a direction
The place being Los Angeles
The trip started from St. Louis, Missouri
Two passengers in particular were Mary and John
Those names I want to look upon
Mary and John sat together on the Greyhound bus
They were sitting side by side
Wait until you see how romance came a provide
It would be a long three days ride
Mary and John unknowingly had their heads leaning on each other
While they were asleep
By dawn, they woke up together and realized they had slept on each other the whole time
Mary apologized and so did John
That is how the romance got started
Conversations into continuous conversations
They really got to know one another
Comfortable in their reclining seats
They both reclined into each other’s heart
Mary was single and had no boyfriend
John on the other hand had a Girlfriend, but broke up
What a coincidence?
The Greyhound bus still maneuvering to its final destination
Love seemed to be on Mary and John
Everywhere the bus stopped for a break, you would find Mary and John together
Breakfast, Lunch and Dinner was a calling card to both
One would think was this an oath
Los Angeles they finally arrived
John was in Los Angeles for a Lawyer’s Convention
Didn’t I tell you, John was a Lawyer
With all the romance and conversations that was going on I completely forgot
Perhaps it was on purpose
Mary on the other hand was on vacation from her Fortune 500 Corporation as an Executive Assistant to a Managing partner for two weeks
John was going to be in Los Angeles for two weeks himself
Somehow love is going to get even closer without warning
It did, they started dating immediately
On and On and On and continuous
They would often be seen holding hands and kissing
It was Greyhound bus connection with no transfer of love
Mary and John got in touch with each other’s hearts
True highway love
Arrival into romance
Now are Love Mates
Baseball Legend, Joe Black
Pitcher for the BROOKLYN DODGERS
Played on the team with Jackie Robinson
In fact, Mr. Black and Mr. Robinson were room mates
Mr. Black was also a former Corporate VP at Greyhound Bus Lines
He worked at the former Corporate Headquarters in Phoenix, Arizona
That is where I met him, and he became my Mentor and Hero
Mr. Black had given me two books of Afro-American Achievers
The book appropriately titled, “THEY ACHIEVED SO CAN YOU”
My Mentor was an Achiever being a mover and Shaker
Foundation established
As a Teenager back then was fascination.
I was surrounded by encouragement being blessed in getting wisdom from an all-time great
Mr. Black helped me realize in my own possibilities and to focus on accomplishing my very own
It consisted of believing in myself and enforced purpose
During the Teenage years, you don’t think on establishing, but failure and doubt runs through the mind
Through experience cutting through the hard knocks is where I was establishing myself
However, I often wondered, but thought in the principles given by Mr. Joe Black
I was the Achiever within.
Mr. Black’s words were my floor plan having an agenda
He saw my capabilities with assurance and no blockade
I am reflecting back on history quality fact in being guided in doing and knowing
Playball for me is playing the game and staying in the game in making strides
in what would become victory
Playball to me means having courage and stand out in being determined
There’s no can’t nor won’t, but shouts of encouragement in fulfill
Mr. Joe Black is deceased and died when he was in his 70’s, but his motto lives within me being his legacy
I have my own legacy in follow what I did, and you can too
Every try is an effort and believing in knowing you can
Thank You Mr. Joe Black for being my Mentor and showing my purpose in life in assurance of my own breakthroughs
Play ball
Summertime with grandma and schools out
Greyhound bus riders we are on the way down south
Me and my sisters
Getting away from the city
Early mornings with grandpa
He has us garden picking
Used to be grossed out
Hearing all those hissing sounds
City girl never worried about that on the cemented ground
Summertime in the kitchen
Snapping peas and beans
Shucking corn mason jars stored
This was when food was clean
Sunday was family day
We were always stuck with the dishes
Grandma and our big family
The truly love was our riches
My cousin and I always walking the tracks
To JJJs store just to get snacks
Mt Pleasant center we would skip
We thought we were grown
I can hear my aunt voice saying take your fast tails home
Memories of my childhood
I know some can relate
No worries about the world more love and less hate
Batman and Robin adventure
Beyond Gotham itself
Hound Bus journey
Batmobile left in the Batcave
Venturing to Chicago where villains roam
Fighting crime
Bringing justice from slime
The Joker up to his crime laughter
Stealing expensive jewelry worth millions from the AJ Glistening Company
Batman theory to trap the Joker in the act
Drop him off in the Justice track
Hound bus highway schedule acceleration
Upon arrival, Batman and Robin have been briefed in the Joker’s raid by the Chicago Police Commissioner, Rodney Smith
Off to the Bat Cycle supplied by the Chicago Police Department
Back of the alley of AJ Glistening Building, Batman and Robin arrive and start climbing and see Joker and his gang attempting to heist the jewelry from the safe
Unknowingly to the Joker, the Dynamic Duo lurking with watchful eyes ready to make their move
The Dynamic Duo make their entrance by smashing through the window
Robin shouts, “Up the river you are going Joker”
The fight erupts on both sides of Justice and Evil
Pow, Boom, Smash and Crash
Joker tries to dash, but Batman throws some knock out gas, and Joker succumbs and faints
Joker crime days cut off
Chicago Police arrive
The Dynamic Duo head for the Chicago Greyhound Terminal
Hound ward bound for Gotham
Batman and Robin battle crime no matter where it is or rises.
I frowned when I found my new pup was gone,
so, I searched all around for my little foxhound,
listening with profound intensity until dawn.
I was gowned but changed; headed to the pound,
in the eastbound lane that would take me there.
I yelled to expound, '"There's no time to spare!"
Traffic moved slowly, so I found a way round it,
now westbound, my nerves were coiled and wound.
I stopped at a campground and called his name, "Jit!"
I heard no barks or mewling. Not a single sound.
Pup, where are you? Hiding behind a hill or mound?
Did you dig holes in the ground, earthy and browned?
Pup, if you're lost, in salty tears I would be drowned.
Fears abound that I would never see his face again.
My spirits low, not much further can they be downed.
I heard, "Woof!" and my heart beat in quick refrain...
Quickly, Jit ran to me, faster than a racing greyhound!
All this time he'd been asleep in my car's backseat.
My pup continues to astound me with kisses so sweet.
He follows me everywhere, hoping for a doggie treat!
~ April 26, 2022 ~
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