The Train Inspires…
Everyday Joe’s has a good, good, good friend named Adam Mackie. He’s a beautiful soul. He often treats you better than you deserve.
Adam is quite the crafter of words. He loves them. “We’re prisoners of the language,” he told me the other day.
Not sure we’ve ever posted poetry here on Appendix E-J, but this seems to be the time to start. I hope you get to meet Adam one day, as he will inspire you…heart & wardrobe. Adam wrote this while the train passed 144 S. Mason:
Time Passes On Rails
words by Adam Mackie
Time passes on rails the train blows its horn
Speech pauses feet stop
Engine goes moves light years on from caboose
The distance between often feels forlorn
The journey invents the destination
A beach stretching alongside an ocean
Humble grains of sand swept and forgotten
Self-aggrandize in epic delusion
Genius lives neither in tide nor the beach!
Ever elusive Spirit inside souls
Resides in the past, present, and future
Teachers teach to learn learners learn to teach
Dig deep and wide inside deep and wide holes
Truth finds wound resists stitching suture
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