Long Trestle Poems

The ride to the country is uneventful
Except that I feel a little like
A man riding inside a cannon ball.
Yuliya's father Igor drives
I'm also up front (the honored guest)       ...

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Allegheny rail train has been rolling along since dawn.
I can hear the patchy sounds of the horn ushered by the wind.
Sounds at first are muffled but become distinct as the train gets closer.

Gulls hovering over...

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I STOLE FOOD TO SATISFY MY SOUL

I used to be poor;
Lonely dis-pared homeless;
Maturated, no one cares;
Haven't had any type of bath in twelve days;
And yes, I stole hungry and dirty;
I'm hungry and thirsty; 
I when...

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I STOLE FOOD TO SATISFY MY SOUL

I used to be poor;
Lonely dis-pared homeless;
Maturated, no one cares;
Haven't had any type of bath in twelve days;
And yes, I stole hungry and dirty;
I'm hungry and thirsty; 
I when...

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I have breathed you in it seems a lifetime of times, correlated in seconds becoming rarer.
Each shorter than the last, each with more adoration as i exhale every molecule of trial and error.
My cup artlessly...

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Potential I Presume More Limericks

Big and tremendous come to mind.

Tremendous, stupendous, upend us.
Gargantuan, passion, trashing.
Immensive, aggressive, sensitive.   
Ultimate Utmost, out grossed, horrible host.
Pittance, sentence, repentance.
In effect essential, provocative, potential, quite intentional.
Necessity, complexity, anxiety.
Court Municipal, Peter Principle,...

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A day that’s spent in the forest is a day that’s heaven-sent,
with the air so crisp and clean with ample shade,
where Mother Nature’s in control with the forest as it’s meant,
and the struggle’s all around...

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I'll never forget the dream I dreamt 
That reshaped my very being
   I have no doubt, need not attempt
Whole heartedly believing

   My soul left my body vacant
But not to my demise
...

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My guru carries a set of brass knuckles
you'd think he'd be all yes sir and no sir
but instead I get ahah hoho and egad
I can't do anything right on my best day
and I have the...

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I'm on a train to Baltimore,

my device, by insubstantive devices
tells me -
that somewhere,
around the wailing, wawling seas,
a girl has stepped back,
floated up, found the above -
by falling into her Within.

She's found her heart, and
knows it...

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When you softly brushed the trestle of my hair
      and gently stroked my face
       All my signals shrieked aloud
    Beware, ...

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10/17/16


Back to the fundamentals
It's been happening worldwide, continental

Wilted leaves and healthy flower petals
Amid Large boulders or tiny pebbles
Among soft to hard metals

The rain at times may be gentle or torrential

Call it quintessential
Way before fishing vessels
Or...

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"I grow old... I grow old...I shall wear the bottoms of my trousers rolled"
                     ...

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How did a cherry kiss? Bitter flower petals with sweet pistils.
So laden they act as halos while we breathe the love
in a pink hollow, silence sounding like taste, acting like epistle
to hold this moment in...

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Sky full of rain. Road full of puzzles. 
Roll up our trouser legs and splash through our troubles. 
In the world of a child, it’s an important day.
Slide down the rail. Peel a banana. 
Let’s...

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LIFE

Peelings,
wrappings,
covers of things, 
you see come from many a place of residence
from trees, 
from stalks,
from vines,
from boughs
from trestle taut to hold,
from earth,
from garden plot
but no matter what,
at the end of the day
as they display
and add...

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The twins woke up as usual again
Waiting outside in the glowing sun
For the train to come at 8:00 am
It arrives by 8:10 every day precisely
One boy blond, one girl blonde, age 5 shimmering
Powder blue eyes...

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How does one describe true love
But a feeling deep down in our soul
Intangible, a mystery, a true enigma
Just actors playing a role

It's why this world keeps spinning round
Billions and billions of times
A truer truth has...

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The Bridge & It's Tender
By: Tom Wright
9/20/99

The venerable toll Bridge
is consistent in It's job.
It stands minute by minute, hour by hour,
and day by day.
Always there,
spanning that un-crossable gulf.
Providing for all who wish to cross,
a more...

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How does one describe true love
But a feeling deep down in one's soul
Intangible, a mystery, a true enigma
Just actors playing a role

It's why this world keeps spinning round
Billions and billions of times
A truer truth has...

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When I lay under the smoldering shadow
of all our forgotten moments,
I swallow the instinct to pull apart
the torrid shell I've become accustomed to trust.
"Trust."
The word is cold against skin,
and tests the strength of bones.
But, it...

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How does one describe true love
But a feeling deep down in our soul
Intangible, a mystery, a true enigma
Just actors playing a role

It's why the world keeps spinning around
Billions and billions of times
A truer truth has...

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We'd leave just after breakfast
play hard all day
there were no cell phones or play dates
we simply gathered up the mates
took off down the monkey trail
ran wild in the thistle fields
chased flyballs on the diamond
collected pop...

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As I pass through time
in my physical vessel
I connect the rhymes,
balancing them on my mind's trestle.

My consciousness detaches
from emotion and commotion
and intricately latches
onto an outstanding, expanding notion.

At twenty-three and so onward,
with every new midnight,
and every...

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How does one describe true love
But a feeling deep down in our soul
Intangible, a mystery, a true enigma
Just actors playing a role

It's why the world keeps spinning
Billions and billions of times
A truer truth has never...

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