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Paint won’t stick in the rain / Towns and Trains

Repainting a sign to Lamphum
Scraping first, flakes land on bricks
Paint won’t stick in the rain

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from Towns and Trains, Sudden poems 2016-2018

Short pants schoolkids…

Short pants schoolkids
hoot-owling now
echo in the courtyard

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from Hotsprings and Stubbed Toe, Occasional haiku… 1992-2004

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I know the city but not the name / Towns and Trains

Tom Waits warbles low
This train isn’t downtown bound
I know the city but not the name

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from Towns and Trains, Sudden poems 2016-2018

Flood’d

Home is something i’ve never known
I only how to go, go far
by train by van by thumb by plane
by my weary legs with viking calves

To be clear, from grade 1 through 4
I lived in the same house
Near a Guildford forest
Now a shopping mall
I built tree forts with abandoned lumber
Explored burned out wreckage across the dirt lane
Where i found a rusty hammer handle
Charred with reason unseen

Since then, no where longer
than three years
i don’t count the places
as i can’t determine a criteria
what’s to be included
when all is transitory

Motels for months
Uninvited couch surf for a season
Roommates unwanted
A parked van for happy nights

Years when tents and tarps
Out-counted a solid roof room
I can light a fire in the rain
Just can’t put it out

Communes, communities and rest area
wooded campout national parks
thwarting eviction by limitations
by rangers claiming beachlands
as their authority

Destinations not near as important
as the ways and the means

Frankly i’m not particular
but partial to somewhere calm
of transport conveyance
public or private
not as interesting as dirty or clean
and most often importantly
slow, or at least not deliberately swift
though speedy and secure will suffice

Some ramblers love airports
the commotion and details
i shut off senses and try to avoid
conversations with strangers
who looks like me

Give me the awkward lost ones
the folks fumbling through
not the seasoned jaded sharpy
others can interrupt train tables
whereas i can only figure
north or south
from the town i leave
and when it might arrive
Noting: if overnight, make sure stops after 9
when the coffee shops are open
workers on their way
i’ll pause to fill a cup with cream
stir in too much sugar
for false hope and energy

I wrote instructions for other to hitchhike
must add a disclaimer to ensure no damage
i can’t be held responsible for randomness
rushing highway on-ramps, just hold a sign

While a freighter stateroom is ideal
an empty cabin might have to do
to peer out the porthole
and see the same sea each day

Fringed by sand or trees or
ports requiring approval
inky stamps are a weakness
and to think 100 years ago
a passport was rather absurd
of course you are from elsewhere
present yourself
because they already know you are here
commit to your cover story
whether lies or truth indifferent

Just become who you say
before it catches up with you

Spangled golden robes / Towns and Trains

This train was made in Japan
In the middle of last century
Last night’s was Chinese livery
Rolling past Siam’s majesty

This photo is omnipresent
Framed with bunting black and white
3 inches higher than the crown prince
His life largely a untold

Childhood snapshots
Like a young Kennedy
3 wives in Germany
Spangled golden robes
Draping enough to hide

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from Towns and Trains, Sudden poems 2016-2018

Splendid green abundance / Towns and Trains

Observed:
hemp, cultivated and railside,
in splendid green adundance

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from Towns and Trains, Sudden poems 2016-2018

Stumbled upon…

Stumbled upon
seafoam eyes
your seashell held to my ear

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from Hotsprings and Stubbed Toe, Occasional haiku… 1992-2004

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Document in my diary… / Towns and Trains

I document in my diary
But i often miss a day or two
I‘ll fill in the blanks eventually
The same i do with you

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from Towns and Trains, Sudden poems 2016-2018