Laugh and live folks :) I realized my posts are a tad on the sorrowful side. But to pour it out, it's frankly all relationship stuff that was at one point on the mind...and I think can be applied to other life situations. Thus, I share.

Train to Nowhere

Nomadic spirits,

contemplating the next move.

Jumping on trains,

No permits or chains

Only stories to claim.

Back pack on, no map

Moving forward, left no tracks.

Short, sweet, with accidental rhythms.

Write on wrappers

To the hum of train track drums.

Inspired by the heat of rays that beat the cold of being told that:

Head strong in this journey was uncertainty untold.

Nomad hearts know what’s up with the other

Whose bohemian hallucinations

Laugh at bordered stations.

Squares, and bold lightning stares from those

Consumed by glares of normalcy.

They both share a look of the utmost reality.

Crows fly and crow’s feet don’t lie from lack of SPV ties….

And the train keeps chumming…back to the beginning.

Permit or not, chain gang knots and ticking clocks.

Haves and have nots,

the wills and will nots will...will remain to claim

the endless cycle of tracks and trains and

literaries dazed by the inspiration of a ray,

on a cold nomadic day.

You say nomadic day;
come, come away.