Showing posts from June, 2016

The Time Of Trains

Now is the time of trains Their long, mournful wails Grieve this dying night My words - forged for you Were lost in the El Paso winds And fell on a city of deaf ears Our movies and memories - packed The bed where we made and lost Sophie - gone Our wilted trees no longer bear fruit My car - bogged by the burden Of a leaden heart - pushed East Where memories fail to bloom Yet still you glow within The pilot light of which all flames Are ignited from and judged against