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April Flurry

Being Santa

Birthday

Brush Strokes

Byronic

City of Dreams

Cook and Drive

Do A Little, Leave A Lot

Ed Cases

Egg

Girl With One Track Mind (Sexhunters)

Glory Sealed

Haiku Firework

Hangover

Holiday Camp

I Fell in Love on the Northern Line

I Fought The Law and I Won

Jack Dove (Canto 1)

January Blue

Job Sonnet

Jury Service

Letter to February

Lewes (Till I Die)

Loving You

Madhouse

Meat Elegy

My Best (Wasn't Good Enough)

Odd Ends

Our Neighbours

Ownsome Valentine

Persian Sailing

Probably Not

Road Kill

Salsa

Saturday Night at the J H Tavern

Slam Door

Smoke In The Night

Snowscape

The Fight

The Last Word

The Liger

Whilst on Lose Hill

Women


Image of a ghost train
Ghost Train by R Pennington

On the train that rides alone
along this track of skin and bone
find locations to us unknown,
the ghost train comes
sitting, staring, watching paths
of lives unfolding
to me just laughs,
the ghost train comes
darker now the tunnels come
feelings gone and nothing's done,
I look for signs of where I've been
but cannot see 'cause eyes are dim,
the ghost train comes
I'm on this train of life I think
but ghost trains arenšt real,
just minds out of sync,
I look outside; the door is open,
my brain all rattled slow and broken,
I step off now the train has gone,
I reflect inside of what Išve done:
for nine years I rode that train,
I lost true love and half my brain
and what I've learned is one damn thing,
don't live your life to love one thing!
for me a little lives inside
still taking people for a ride
so when you decide to take a train,
take the track that's true and sane,
please don't live a life in vain,
ghost train,
this is the age of the train!

Posted: April 2008. Copyright: R Pennington.
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