,



//// • ||
<>
/ ( • ) ( • ) \


###

.love .::

•

Railroad Yard Poetry

by

the runaways

//


Lynch my papa kid

You is a freak

She said


To the white boy

Lying on the road

If she had a home she'd a took him home

But she too was runnin from the police

><

( Yep

Right her in obama land AMERICA

Land of the disenchanted slave ! )

))((

All the children so afraid

Ain't no mamma anywhere

and daddy's over yonder
Hanging from the tree

•
Years and years love talk

But still

The same ole whip and chains

•

They got married along the way

We are their children I do believe


X

.



Sort of a girl !


////


Ya know what I mean (?)


•   •


a broken story cowgirl

Out for a ride


Into the vision of light

Only with whatever courage

She could find

))---((

kinda had them weird idealistic thoughts

Ya know

Come thru from the free love hippie days

When people were happy



••••

There was actually fresh air and pure water

Back then !

REALLY !!!

•

Before the CIA invented AIDS

:::
:::

Yeah

She was an

Ooh schooby dooby broken story babe

:::

She was a true lover

;;;

Creating

Dreams outa years

And years outa days




.

.


In her cookie cutter style !

:::

I told her I loved  her and she

GAVE ME EVERYTHING !!

( just like she always does ! )

Later she cried

( As always )

,..,

Cookie cutter girl !!!!

••

Which boy shall be next

//

Just tell her you LOVE HER

and it wi be you for sure !



.

::



I KNOW HER




/--\


the long legs at dawn

Her small
*******

A simple shirt


//

Her eyes !

Look

SHE SEES

(?)

If you really want to be known


||{


I love it when she's by my side

//


Poet girl


••


All the children know her well


/:/


The long legs

Small *******

•


We try to tell you what's going on

.




**** centered toilet bowls

Line the bathroom visions

Of our younger days

As we dreamed of clean lives

With jovial sweethearts playing

Celestial harmonies in tune with

The angels in alabaster skies

•

Occasionally

Newly *** wiped occupants leave

And new ones arrive

Amid the Beethoven like splendor

Of primordial flushing

( as if also the cleansing of

Soul and mind )

//

We are a lucky generation

•

We turn on the tv

And follow the elections

//

We see Hillary Clinton

And lo !

A pile of **** appears on her face !

( it is impossible to see her otherwise )

00

And the DONALD !

He is pure **** personified !

••

And so

We are always lured back

To those perfect

**** centered

Toilet bowl visions of our youth

Like older angels are here

Simply teaching the younger ones

How to play the harp

And to fly


.

0




^^^^      Upon Logan Mountain       ^^^^

Within your Eye


///

Gentle young people

:::::

Pure love is here


•

Here on Logan Mountain

::


I have been to Logan Mountain   !

You too

Can go there


)(

Some day I shall go there forever

But today

I only look to take you there

Tol Logan Mountain

And HE WHO IS THERE

•


look.          !       The little crippled boy   !

Hobbles toward Logan Mountain

It shall be a long hard climb

But he shall make it


Humble and Meek

for there is only love on

Logan Mountain

)and so he goes there


::



Come

Why don't we all go !!

Together !!


And in so doing save the world




.

.








silver fine mist

Well hidden

The silent boat

Enters the waters

••••



I am but a simple man

I may be here
I may be there

But it all happens as it does
With no help from me

//

Like a boat entering sacred waters


::

On the hill


We know what is going on


X

.



... & because it is important




(the Poem )


""

the only poem is that child over there


///

We WRITE his life

By the COURAGE we display

In living OUR OWN

•


( we are "broken"

Not because Joey Good **** is ...... Gone !

But because we have given up on

Living truthfully

And have abandoned Tomorrow

Unto the greed and hatred of OUR TODAY

•

I mean

WHO CARES ABOUT YOUR

TRAVAILS WITH YOUR BOY OR GIRL FRIEND

WHEN WE SEE YOUR WHOLE LIFE BEING WASTED

ON YOUR ******* LOVE ?

////

Give yourself at least a chance !

••

Okay ?

••••

just because you MISS HIM

Doesn't mean you should be together again

When it is obvious that you drifted apart

Because your life together was meaningless !

It was meaningless because your seperate lives

Were meaningless !

//

So (?)

//

Die !

Be re born !

NOW !

//

What ?

You think it might be different tomorrow !?

•

Nope

( just more ugly

With more Death )

::

Live

You can

( If you want )

.





tell me now





what you want




*


Long gray day

It's over ( you know )



Dreams !!!

/::/

Yes !

How we used to dream of love !

/::/

We used to even trust each other !

/::/


/::/

Sad disciple day


Nothing fits into place anymore

••

Nowhere any honesty

Or pure feelings

Or a sight of the FACE of Man !

••

••

She walks the different muses till their end

She takes on any form for awhile

She changes shapes constainly

But always remains
The same

Pure and perfect identity

•

Small things



///


Let's be for others what we know they want


The hurt cuts deep

Let us see that the hurt ends



X

.



are you gonna become  beings ?

Or just perverse

Purveyors

Or ugly songs about

Your ******* and ***** ?


.

.

all the strange little girls

all the hurting lost boys


//// • ||
<>
/ • )  • ) \

####

)(


a song by

THE 4 GIRLS

::::::::::::

the winds thru the song

The graveyard fantacy

//        //

She talks of dying

Let us follow her down

•

••••

•


well

What do we really know ?

See her there !

What does it matter ?

""""

She talks of killing  herself


( another empty seat in the 3d row )

••

The winds blow

;;;;

looking for love !!!

)(

In the broken freight train yard

Image of the hobo

Image of the policeman

//

And the corpse like vision

Of AMERICA

•

She

(       { ?}       )

Still living in the basement with no windows

)(

Suicide sweet

No more of her vague and self abusive poetry

she weren't having no good a time !

Seeking a lover

( always That ! )

)(

Seeking a lover

( ONLY That ! !

///


///////          //////:

0

We follow the path by the tracks

We hope it leads to the sea


Past the graveyard we see mountains


//


The children also see



But they do not believe



.

.

.



. ..  ... & the dream come true #
                                           ##

#

And she              ( you ? )

soft as love on the black streets

The red blood dreams

Of maybe living

                         ••

We are still little pup AMERICANS

Cookie cutting for love !!!

////      

THANK GOD I 'M HERE !

•""""""•

<>

(  •  ). (  • )

Ain't it time to really think things over


We gotta know more

Than how to pull down our pants !


///////

The cracked dawn

The ole frieght train

The empty silo

••

The white angel waitress

At the diner there

///////


All aboard


We are free



.

.



....


the rain !

:::

The empty heart

•

The brutal indifference

•

The formulaic love story !

•

Silly silly

Boys and girls !

::::

Now !

•

The soft brown moma walks

The streets alone

•

Her child is gone

•••

The moon weeps

|||

The young girl

Looks out her window


Really doesn't see a thing



.

.

We truly come unto each other                                  
                                          //

•

soil

Seed

Rain



::



Children  playing in the park

//

Mother

Daughter

//

The blind **** over there

Destroys the sense of sacredness

Which is so very necessary

)(

Soft fertile place

You and I together

At last

•

Soil seed rain


All the children in the park

X

we





We are the life of the light

( Eternal presence )


Come !

Grace the world !

••


You are needed now


••


You are wanted


•

Everything is yours


•

NOW

"""""

why pretend you do not know (?)


X

|||||

,



The memory of a decayed love

Raised to the level of reality

::

Our MINDS

Proclaimed to be

Masters of the world !


///


Soft & frail

We die in such

Ignoble ways

""

Filling ourselves with

Useless imagry

Which tell nothing


Of who we are

•


True love needs true lovers  


Who walk the real earth and SEE

All the suffering  

And choose to stay a while

//


.

...





The hippie boy

The still night

))

In the moment

( eye to eye )

Such a subtle thing subtle thing

over and over

•

Winds of purity

Bring visions of the pure exchange

Some call love

)(

Come
We shall
Roam

Thru all Realities

Together

•

The love the life

And the dying

And suffering

""


Child

It is your time

""

Do not become as we are

If you can




,

.




ere death comes

( & it is everywhere )

PURE LOVE

Never let it become debased

Never hurt a person with deceit !



;:;



Faces!

Floating in dreamy breezes !

We must reach out!

we must touch !

We must meet !

•    •

Without us

All is meaningless

AWAKE !

Please


PLEASE TRY TO COME AWAKE DEAR CHILD


.

.

True love



//// • ||
<>
/ ( • ) ( • ) \

####


She appears
   She gathers the children

She leaves

•


•

•


she has courage

And faith


And true strength

•


Oh people !


You are being killed !!

And you do t even try to defend yourselves !!!

)(

Softly lit dream


All together


NOW


.

)(


Ancient wisdom

Ends up in a heap in the railroad yard

••••


To walk on water is easy

To induce others to do so too
Is
Hard

•


in the bushes

Frightened children

)(

will you go to war when they tell you too ?

•

The ole freight train

Leads to utopia

In the dream that is left

••


The stray  people build fires

And cook food and eat


X

.




Weep !

YE sons of Man

•

the winds !

Stark  !
Cold !
Real !

The illusions are gone !

•            •

Only the living of a lie

Only the ignorant population


Only
The ugly death

Of the human race remains

##

We write our  LOVE POEMS

Praising our power to cause pain !

Praising our irresponsibility !

Praising our temporary

******* over- ride

Of utter infantile behavior !

Our ******* sound byte usage

Of words like " forever " ( wow ! )

&

" I gave  you Everything

( you just didn't notice !" )

::

That only tell us

Of where you hide

//

Oh well

No one is listening  Anyway

When you are finally really dead

I guess I'll know it by the stink

.

.


wisdom is ripe on the Tree

//

From ancient cities True Men come

••

)(

he looks at himself in the ***** mirror

//

Through all cloudy memories

Visions of his true self still appear

//

within the myths

Still at hand

//

He wanders completely

Out all doors

Into the Story finally seen

••


HOW DID THEY GET HIM TO BELIEVE

THAT ALL HE NEEDED WAS SOME

DITZY GIRL !

••


young love

---

where real pride

Stands up and

Conquers Shame !

)(

He wanders down the street

//

He sees


Everything quite clearly now


.

,,,



In the rain

_/__


The world !

-----

( the one that we know
Is always
  Here )

•

Pure kingdom


Even the negros

Even the saints

Everybody

Is free

••

My child !

Be YE not
Ill all ease

I will shelter and protect you
Forever

•

On the bridge at dawn


Between zero and infinity



X

..




We are the young ones on the hill


::


The solid sense of unity


The mystically surreal clarity

That permeates the world

•


We slept again

We awaken again

-----


Come now


Soft footsteps in the moonlight


The warriors


The real




.

.


the ever giving grace

( even as
death approaches )

And it does approach

In oh so may subtle ways

:;:

young lovers !

In this world of grief !


You must be wise

If your love would survive

""


and strong  !

( built into the very fabric
Of

The universe )

::

Solid !

Entrenched !

In all the truths there ever was !

)(

We come

Soft and gentle as Day

•

We approach

Each other

In the fine true ways

We met !

And LOVE


then the story

Gets Written Down

a story there for all to see & read



.

she


//// • ||
<>

###

She who rides the storm

^^^^


find your love

Find your peace

Only on

True battlefields

•

As the cold creeps in

( the cold fear of death )


THIS WORLD !


--

My love is an angel song

I dwell within


As a hero of the story

:::

Romance !

( the easy way out )


For the perpetual children

And their shame.


/////

Evolution!

God's glory


ONE AND THE SAME

//://

My love and I

Walk upon the waters if necessary

Just so we may reach the heart

••

We ride the storm

In the name of every child yet unborn


X

.


Calls out your name


)(

Even the trees hear

Each and every leaf

::

See her !

She just .... appears

Everywhere as if she's real


)(

If we don't see her

Are WE REAL (?)

•

Is the ***** on the corner real ?

//

The little stream becomes a river

And MAN becomes MANKIND

)(

she becomes a woman when she

Loves a real man
And then takes the child by the hand



.

.


The mangled rusted

Gas station

The old guitar case

The

Broken guitar

Years stagger on

Here you are

:






                                         ....... you are

•


And we (?)                                          
                                                  ••

Born of the 1000 dreams

The 1000 children of the night

;:;


We


Born to be together for awhile

( for the sake of eternity )                                              

•

The 1000 eternities


Everybody home at last



X

.


.^^^^^

we admire the outer "package "

Imitate some character from a tv sitcom

Unite with her in the game called

DRAMATIC FOLLY

pretend we are adults and ****

•

When the reality appears and we notice

We are really souls

We panic at the intensity

Of the truth

//

We call this panic

BREAKING UP

)(

We hide our shame by saying we are

BROKEN !

)(

We wonder

MAYBE WE SHOULD TRY TO BE REAL

BUT WE GET REALLY INTO  THE CRAZINESS

BECAUSE WE GET GOOD AT IT

And wake up 60 years later

Twisted by arthritis

In an old age home



X

X




this the first day


•


She ***** highways of hell

Looking for heaven in a man !

••

She ***** the world ugly looking for her ***-fix

In real
People

( Destroyer of lives )


•


She ******* ****** poems across our faces

Glorifying her moronic pain

••
••

She dies
She rots
She stinks

•

Too
Bad !

•


She says she is sorry so insincerely
Constantly


//


So
It is


As another day of wasted opportunities fades from sight

//

We are lost children

We do
Not seek to
Be found

We are so
Pathetic

I wonder if we know the difference between

Being dead or alive


X

-


True Freedom

////

A song by

THE 4 GIRLS

;;;

long branches cross the sky

Hidden dreams .....

The day gently moves along


We can follow if we want


//


We can follow if we want


The frieght train the early dawn

The wide eyed girl the gentle joy

The simple gaze from the pure hearted boy

Tomorrow's world depends on you


)(


Sing for free

Send your poems on the wind

Awaken every single one

With visions of the fertile earth

In its place that's called YOUR HEART


::

Over there a child born

Over there an old man dies

You cry or don't cry as you choose

The river runs to the sea

No
Matter what you do or think

//

Good good people

Good good world


Simple is the silence



It is the home of god


.

.



Soul of fire

This is the ONLY TIME

//://

Child of the hidden country

The myth of pure redemption

......

Seeing the little *******

In the shadows *******

( in the darkness hiding )

•


Ideas are forming

In the minds of the creative

Actively seeking

The vision that will be TOMORROW

//

Boy friends
Girl friends

Come and go

Fade into images of no substance

::::

She !!

Stands on the hill where she is seen

By all

Who would live free

( have you seen her ? )

•


Touch her tender soul of love

Find again

Your true power

::

All of you who hide yourselves

By ******* in the shadows of the alleys

in order to bury your true feelings

In the **** hole of invented memories

Born from a tragic sense

Of morbid self importance

Never shall know her

Or the reason for your own existence

///
0
///

All songs are about her

All songs tell us if you dared

To go out and find her

And exalt the sense of your

True freedom

•

In this hell of poetry

Of self aggrandizing misery

Loving half formed lovers

Composite shapes gleaned from memories


There you are dying

And dying is where

You shall remain

•

She is walking toward the hill

She is watching the ancient sea

Soon everyone shall be here

Who has the courage to be here

Who has the grace to walk the streets

With all children hand in hand


.

.


(                              
                    )
(                      
             )
(        
)
\/
/\
/    \


...


( be still ! )


)(

She wanders

///


She shall know

And she shall act accordingly


)(

She goes to where

True Love grows


THERE IS A GIFT THAT SHE

IS

BRINGING

(!)

//""//

•


She has made ONE PROMISE !

//

That

IN FULL POWER

SHE WILL BE THERE


.

.



We are such cowards

Our dreams are rooted in a poisoned past
Which we attempt to repeat

We fornicate with dead ex - lovers

We are sick little nebbish souls

Bloodless and corrupt

Eating whatever **** is fed us

Which we ***** up and call poetry

••

We are barely fit to be called alive

//

We poison reality by our very presence

//

We don't give a ****

//

Our loveless blather !


Our demonic narcissism !


//

Our praise for self imposed mediocrity

•

We are the graveyard of sensitivity

//

Loving nothing but self - image



X

'


So don't

•


Your casket is waiting over there

X






******* !

So wonderous !

SHE !

)(

Behind the oak tree in the meadow

dream laden

EVERYONE

><

It ends

Something is ready to be born

)(

LOVE

)(

Soft hands !

We are gentle creatures

We caress all
Wounds

Healing powers !

Healing powers

That we are


X

.




                                 Was a girl
                       I knew from

Baltimore

•

SHIRLEY (?)

( yeah yeah !
That was her name ! )

""          ""


XxxxxX


We drink we touch we climb.
High places for awhile


}}


Will the

Mother of the Gods

EVER

appear  

?????

""

If you are not the

SON OF MAN

Whose son are you ?

)()()(

Just be who you are

& call yourself what
You want

But I only make fun

Of the people I love

••

Into outer / inner space

Dripping blood

( NO NO NO !!!!

FORGET THE BLOOD !

BLOOD 'S FOR STUPID
ANTI --LOVE POEMS !

//

Okay !
Now
Where were we (?)

Oh yes

//

Into inner / outer space

we all come

Face to face with
Buddha 's face

& we know what He sees !

( oh my god !
What He sees '! )

When he sees you or me


---

On and on

The spaceship ride

Till

( in the words of
JIM MORRISON )


We break on thru to the

Other side



X

.





it's okay

The fields are strewn with corpses

It's okay

Our side won


And soon ,,, (?)

The rain

Shall wash away

All memories

And we shall tell them what we want

•      •

•

•         •

The 2 teenagers were pan handling

Outside the diner

Someone said they thought they saw one

Had a gun



.

.



the little people !

( even " these "

Sometimes it seems

Fall


In love ! )


)(

Tea party days !!


Looking for perfection in the shadowlands


/////

Liberty


Still has its own

Pure and generous Song

)(

( but who really

Wants to be free ! )

//


God is great and he loves ME !

AMERICA is great and    ...   here I AM !

She is beauty itself and I'm her MAN !


( ego love !!!!! )

)(


In the middle of the burning fields

Human flesh ( war and death )

//


The story is told


//

So little !

So late !


.

)(




A MAN


...

we yield all true Sovereignty

//

See us

Creeping thru dead shadows

::

( still seeking praise for superficial visions of love ! )


Amid dying children

And their Unfathomable Pain !

•

A STORY

or a

PICTURE

•

•

•

I see you there

OH MAN !

::

In the anguish of your impotency


X

.

subtle the hatred

Embedded

In your cries for love

//

The obvious selfishness !

The indifference as to your

So - called " lover "

And his actual feelings

///


The constant theme of

WHY I WANT YOU !

Never

WHY SHOULD YOU WANT ME !


:::


One thing I've learned here is

THAT IF I EVER  MEET A GIRL

LIKE THOSE DEPICTED HERE .... (?)

RUN ! RUN AWAY !


))((

For we are hardly even human

Anymore !


.

.


(              
                    )
(    
               )
(
\/
/\
/     \


####

we can be free !

||

if you really want


•


The stranger

The hidden entry

The open door

:::


Our heart !


;;;

Humanity in flames


)()(
()()
)()(


I look to you for TOMORROW

but you are so YESTERDAY !


::


The ONE PATH !

We face a brutal life ahead

)(


The death squads are here


LOOK !

YOU ARE ALREADY DYING !

;;;

Useless words


You have been dying so long !

)(

Looking for a lover but not love


,

.


Earth

                             ( The turning of the wheel of fate )


Say child I see                  

You are merely

Along for the ride

||||

The grinding of lives

Lived out on the periphery

Loveless

In poverty

Ready to die

•


-------- I love you --------

•


The winds blow

But nothing is changed

//://

We write our trite and useless poetry

Turn on t v

Trump and Hillary !!!

Canned laughter

Oh

How the billionaires smile !

.

.





...

... Let's get it on !

Let's let this ole world fade away

&
Let our love be real

!!!

& , sure --- why not .... (?)


//


In a while

It will all be over !!




X

.




From out the 1000 calamnities .....

LO !


She appears standing at your door !


||||

Pure magic's song

Lovely

( so full of love )

""""

We shall surely die here

And we shall surely be reborn

"""""

Pure magic's song

::

We are of the best of worlds



X

.


Taking to the streets


Looking just to see you

Looking for me


)(

reality is strength

••


••

Beauty is the song

Drifts from eye to eye

We just want to know each other

Before we die


)(


Passion in the soul

The gentle human being

( & we are fully human once again )

••

On the bridge at dawn


Seeing and being seen

in the light of all

The Lord is known



.

.


Used to be

My  Grandma !

//

The spirit !

Never dies ........

•


We are so foolish in our fear and shame


•••


I often wonder why we know so little about


What is really good for us !


Then I wonder if it matters

Cause would we do what's good for us even

If we know

••

We all know THE BIG BUCKS is made

By convincing people to hurt themselves

( ain't that right my

Slit wristed friends ! ? )

)(

The anger subsides


The seas reassert their sovereignity


The earth  ( even if it takes a million years )

Eventually is purified

//

And even peace comes again to

High school girls

••


YE OLDE GREY MARE !!!!

comin from there to here


In a heartbeat and breath


In a true cried tear

In the idealism

Of love's embrace


In the Middle Of the World




.

)(


We are slaves but we don't care cause we are stupid

•

we don't know the difference between real and fake


•

How ******* unreal


•


Make love !

Pretend !

Slaves can't love slaves

•

Your heads are safely up your ***** as I know

But with your head up
Your *** you ain't really safe !

•


Loving without dignity

•

I am here pure grace ignored completely

•

It would be so easy to be free

•

I await

A light to shine

That shows you are alive

))

It's easy

((

Simply try



X

.



& the ....

Night never ends

The dream always appearing


The waters run down

The explorer in the hills

Sees what is here


,.,


I'm looking for you !

I know you are somewhere around !

•••••••••••

I'm looking

And I'll look till you're found

••

Afloat on the waters

We come to hold

All
Of the people

•


•

Beauty !


Humanity's  face !


The lost and the found



X