The train
Runs by
in the rain
Bustling down
On the city streets
The oil smell
Pulls from underneath the wind
And over toward me
I can see a person sitting
Watching
And looking back
Right at me
A Light Rain
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Simple Times
Were there ever simple times?
A time when everything was smooth
As the morning dew
Rather I object
That time neither existed
In romance or
Realism but
Was a fragment
Of imagination
Lodged in the hopeful
For today is the day
Of hope for me
Regardless of the fate I see
We start in with
Today
Better Today
Better today
Than yesterday
So everyday try
To be
Better
Vast
If it vast
It happening
Now
In the moment
Of the air
In the mourning
In the night
And all around
Agree
Agree to what
How did it happen
What about the news
Of another day
To get it over
The hump
Of what might
Be what is to come
Precious Inventions
What is brought to life
Will bring us into life
Full
In a new way
Of hope and feeling
Take heed for the love
You feel sets you
Free
The Glove
If the glove fits
But what if it’s not your glove
But found from someone
Else’s mishaps of the day
Rather return the glove
For in time the glove of mankind
Will wrap you with goodness
And that will be
Your place to see
When all is right
It can set you free
Back to Back
Facing the opposite direction
We do not see each other
Our struggles are the
Same
Our voices ring together
But blindly we walk away
As to not help each other
For we can’t help what we can’t see
If only
We could turn around
And see
Other standing right
Next to us
Tonight
If tonight is all you have
What would you want
To know
To give
To try
Every moment can be slow
Or could fly
So take the moment
To prepare the answer
For in the life we are living
Nothing is ever a given
Obnoxious
I was a little wild
In my youth
The memories have
I am glad
I made it through
To see the days
Of a finer wisdom
Upon my life
So I am grateful
To be here
And everyday too
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