Trains



Trains take you to the empty spaces

Where orange fires raged the other day

And you could then collect the fire- dust

In the enclosed cup of your joined palms

And pour it in oblation into holy rivers

Which will take them to the green sea.


Trains bring people to river canals

Where death is a mere after-fact

Submerged in flowing green waters.

It is like what your life’s beginning was

When you were sleeping in your mother

Submerged in a sea of emerald aqua

With your eyes closed in green oblivion.


Trains take you through the sea of darkness

Holding you safely in their green wombs.

Comments:
 
nisheedhi   nisheedhi wrote
on 12/20/2008 5:55:14 PM
thanks,jamisvu

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Poetry based upon actual experiences, not one thought up in the intellectual aridness of a pseudo-thinker. Words as they mean in the specific context of recollected thought or image , not meaning several things at a time but that which re-creates an aura or a haze of an earlier experience.
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