Pennied Tracks (4/2021)

I have only a penny, so I’m putting it on the tracks.
Departing dead-end sunshine,
I’ve heard that way there’s no going back.

Train man, I’m leaving my mind
to gather smooth stones on the bluff
while Wisdom, laughing, takes her time
and I feel I can never get enough.

Found answers too late, laughter’s left for the sky.
Ten toes dragging the sand
where rails roll out of the sea.

Looking up, the wind blows.
I start whispering answers.
Purple, please drop me a break.
Three lifetimes of give,
I’d like to try some take.

I have only a penny, so I’m putting it on the tracks.
fleeing one-way wonder
and this way there’s no going back.

Lady, I’ve lost that lost mind.
I’d rather warm springs, and it rough
with patience, shaking, by my side
and the feeling of never enough.

It’s never too late, laughter smiles from the sky.
Eight legs sit in the sand
where rails roll out of the sea.

Listening, the wind blows.