Late for a train, stuck in the sky

Trains i did not get on

distance is a soft sigh here

elegant Train, gorgeous machine

please stay if your one way

Aeroplanes are not for me

(alone and high)

can i feel your motion through the countryside

please

and not another soft sigh

call it a poem i guess

                          Catch That?

 walk around
                            and see
rosy children on a carousel
                        up and down
are forever wiser than me

pure soul's samsara

No (time) To Explain 

She woke up in a cold Room.

Quickly!

She found a knife in her pocket, thankful it wasn’t a pen this time.

HURRY!

A deep breath.

Just one…

“Will you help me?”

Her little brother was in the Room.

The knife was gone now.

She sobbed in agony

                                                      “of course.”