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Slow coach

A big locomotive has pulled into town,Heavy, humungus, with sweat rolling down,A plump jumbo olive.Huffing and puffing and panting and smelly,Fire belches forth from her fat cast iron belly. Poof, how she’s burning,Oof, how she’s boiling,Puff, how she’s churning,Huff, how she’s toiling.She’s fully exhausted… Continue Reading “Slow coach”

Missing the Mix

“I AM the people–the mob–the crowd–the mass.Do you know that all the great work of the world isdone through me?I am the workingman, the inventor, the maker of theworld’s food and clothes.I am the audience that witnesses history…” The Mob ~ Carl Sandburg I’m… Continue Reading “Missing the Mix”

Haunted by silence

Through planned, positioned trees,round the next bend,we stumbled upon the ruins,still and lifeless, shrouded in mist…. On, past the frugal remains of a kitchenand a refectory carpeted in grass,a chapel, rooflessand still haunted by silence. Fountains Abbey ~ Gill Renard Another misty Autumn evening… Continue Reading “Haunted by silence”