Short Albany Poems

I stand on a train to Albany
Whistling a tune out of key
I get many looks
Thrown are many books
As I am trying to sing while I pee

Russell Sivey...

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I see you in Albany
yet you pull away from the call
aloft to all those that care

Gone are the fields
once mellow blue
that curved and glided,
that tears at your heart

Try to dream
beneath the trees
Heed the call...

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                           'Georgia On My Mind'
                           'Hit the Road, Jack' 'What'd I Say?'
                            Musing through rhythm
                            Seeing clearly with my 'first'
                            The 'Genius' from Albany...

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I wrote six poems in my car on my way to school
Put my phone on record, which is my general rule
It only picked up about half of what I said
I am irritated now, for these were the best in my head

Surely you can replicate them said a non-writer
He’s lucky that I have no weapons and am not a fighter.
His attitude irritated me all the way to Albany and back.
I lamented to my animals, Big Bone and Little Merry Mack....

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Took my truck to Albany last week,
Lost my fan belts,had a flat on the street.
Went to New York,the big apple at last,
Crossed the toll bridge,they took my pass.
Went to Minnesota,clear to the end.
Can't find a load,you are laid over my friend.
Went to Louisiana,trying to get home you see,
Only to find out,I was bound for Milwakee.
I quit making plans now that I find,
When not making plans,I get great home time....

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