Sunday, July 5, 2015

Laying Down Tracks


wikimedia - Train Station Vincent van Gogh














We were young and carefree
lying our tracks side by side
on a  sandy beach
would we be ready when the
trained rolled in...

gathering under starlight
at the river's edge
getting our fill
from a red solo cup
sipping wine...seeking
redemption on the
shores of East Jesus..

we were young & reckless
listening to rock n' roll
sermons playin' on the radio
what preacher would save
our lost souls...

tryin' to make our way
from here to there...
drowning out the screams
"you better grow up"

we gathered the silent few
wanting to know the key to life
under the stars and moon
we sang our tunes...

here we shared our hopes
& dreams....
seeing the world, a different view
on a riverbed,  we found  peace
in the arms of night, someone
cared...

as the heavens shone above
we experienced love...salvation
to the clickity clack of the railroad
tracks...

found on the shores of East Jesus


sharing with Poets United

52 comments:

  1. If you can't be reckless when you're young, when can you be? And there is always hope for salvation.

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    1. I agree Alex..it is part of the learning process...

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  2. I love it, the like-minded young gathering together to share their dreams....the finding of love. I especially like the repetition of the line "found on the shores of East Jesus." Very effective.

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    1. Hi Sherry,

      Thanks, a little dream sharing is always good...

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  3. East Jesus - hahahaha. The definition in the Urban Dictionary cracks me up.

    I grew up by the tracks, fell asleep to the sounds of the locos. Even jumped on the back of one of them in college. Harder to get off than get on.
    Grew up a little wild as well - made a lot of music in the night - with a band of friends.

    Much in this that I can relate to.

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    1. hahaha - well it was a place a bit out there...jumping on the back of a train..now that is a bit daring I might say...wonder how you actually got down from the train?

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  4. Well, yes, I do think that rock and roll was like sermons to the young. Made me smile to think back. And oh that cheap red wine - wasn't it Boone's Farm? I like the words 'clickity clack of the railroad tracks,' the way they roll off my tongue. Wouldn't have found me sitting near train tracks though...even with a group...as they always had the feel of danger to me.

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    1. Mary,

      There is something magical about saying clickity clack it sort of puts one in motion of some sorts. Well lucky for us no one ever was hurt there. We sat more on the river bank..

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  5. Grow up? Pfft I always ignored such cries haha young and reckless and rock n roll, works for me.

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    1. haha - pftt indeed..that inner child in me is still alive and well..rock n' roll works for me too...

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  6. I love how whimsical this is. It seems like something that would set really well to country/bluegrass music.

    And hey, better to be young and reckless than old and full of regret.

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    1. hmm interesting thought there beer guys...thanks for reading and your words are so true.."enjoy the moments"

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  7. don't you just want to remain a teenager forever? your piece made me ask myself that. lovely piece i must say!

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    1. ah, youth knows no bounds...we can still let our inner child out ..thanks so much for reading...

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  8. in literal sense, the adventures of the young and reckless should not be prohibitied or censored.

    this could also be interpreted about a believer who found solace to religion after a while

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    1. totomai, I agree for in youth one can learn and experience many adventures which will eventually help determine who and how they see life.

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  9. Lovely nostalgia, beautifully evoked.

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  10. You captured the carefree feelings of youth in a very efficient manner. I like the details you added even if some are lost on me. Smiles.

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    1. Hi Gabriella, thank you for reading with an open mind... Please let me know if I can help you decipher some of the meaning.

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  11. Oh those young reckless days not wanting to grow up yet...trying to experience as much life as I could...fabulous poem!

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    1. Hi Donna,

      In youth we need to explore as it opens many doors and better to have a bit of fun..keep exploring there is still so much to see and do...

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  12. Ah to be young & reckless ... you captured that feeling well ... and I love the imagery of the train ... it adds romanticism & nostalgia to your poem :)

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    1. Thank you..the picture spoke to me as soon as I saw it as I wrote the poem first then decided on a pic.

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  13. This is awesome. You've really captured that never-to-be-replicated-again youthful spirit of beautiful camraderie ... coming together with others, in the yearning quest for new beliefs and ideas.

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    1. Wendy, a thoughtful comment that really nailed the feeling of the poem. Thank you for that...

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  14. Like the story and images captured here..

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  15. I can totally relate to this beautiful piece :D
    Beautifully executed :D

    Lots of love,
    Sanaa

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    1. Thank you...

      Have a wonderful week!

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  16. Absolutely fantastic!

    We all had dreams and those times sometimes are the best of what we have left.

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    1. Thanks Gail,

      We all still have dreams the issue now is we are more cautious about our dreams and full-filling them is harder with the added responsibilities of life.

      I always appreciated your comments and visits..thank-you...

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  17. Our youth was a great times wasn't it? But I don't want to go back for back then it was the discovery that was so good.

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    1. Hi,

      I don't think you can ever recapture those moments. We need to live in the present and there is still so many things we can experience.

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  18. seeking redemption on the shores of East Jesus..is such a wonderful refrain and thought..i could get lost in the story for that alone...but you gave us so much more

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    1. thanks Jae Rose...I may play around with it a bit and see if I can make it more lyrical.

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  19. Young and searching is a very difficult time, well captured.

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    1. I agree, youth is a time of discovery and I think we continue to learn about ourselves through the journey of life.

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  20. Young and reckless... yeah, for most of us, those two go hand in hand I guess.

    Leo @ I Rhyme Without Reason

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    1. I think they do go hand in hand..I guess the main thing is to get over the bumps without too many scars.

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  21. Nice to remember those wild days of seeking, not just redemption but direction. Enjoyed this so much!

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    1. I think redemption to me here is about founding direction..very insightful Myrna..

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  22. Starlight is one of my fave words to see in poems :)

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    1. haha - that does seem appropriate Dez...as you follow the stars :)

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  23. last night I had a dream,
    martians landed and earthers screamed,
    rayguns pointed out front doors,
    pointy eared aliens beamed ashore,
    Rejoice friend humans, let you spirits soar!

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    1. Wow, Spacerguy that is some dream...I wonder how friendly humans would actually be to aliens even if they came in friendship?

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  24. Hey Trudessa,

    Nice post! Thanks for sharing! I'm going now!...................................................

    Kidding! Did I fool you? So, on the beach, on the right track as the train rolls in. Lines in the sand and your loco motion stirs a rocking commotion.

    I'm, outta' here....

    Gary :)

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    1. Hi Gary,

      haha...I always enjoy reading your comments...how are you my friend..how about a little Grand Funk Railroad?

      Everybody's doin' a brand new dance now
      (Come on baby, do the Loco-Motion)

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  25. A wonderful read indeed. Greetings!

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    1. Greeting and thank you for visiting..

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