Home Train Xx Xxx Xx Improvisation 03 04 2016 Poem by Lee Mack

Charlotte, NC 28269



Improvisation 03 04 2016
Improvisation Number 01 24 04




Home Train:



Into city light horizons she is going to become
My day-lady rising too soon sprung spouting
With tulips and the early spring
On the home train
My heart beats fiddle bass tones and sings
Desperate reasoning in the heart
Why her whole body stands on my soul
Softly resting upon that generation
Of secret separate trusts
Intended in passing smiles in present
And in past tense for the joy of being alive
For just one more day from distant light horizons
On the home train
From distant city light horizons
My city leaves me
With my lady
My joy on the home train to soon sprung
Early tulips crocus in the rain
In the solar fun
My lady to soon sprung
In the early spring
All rise to spread joy and join the fun
On the home train for just one more day
From distant light horizons
My city leaves me
With my lady on the home train
To soon my heartbeats fiddle bass tones and sings
She is too soon sprung joyously into spring
My heart beat sings for her whole body stands
On my soul softly resting in my joy
Time is passing rapaciously through the night
Passing city after city





(Lee B. Mack, The Home Train, page 2 of 2)



The home train races out of light horizons
Sucking my city away fading into Sirius cataracts
Blocking the light of stars but never
The rhythm of the blues quietly arcing
To briefly play
My lady to soon sprung begins
To make her midnight move joyously
Leaping into spring
Blooming with the rising sun
With tulips and the joy of passing time
Rapaciously through the night
I will hold her softly for nothing more
Than the repetitious passing of time
While she will hold me too; city after city
The home train races out of light horizons
Onto spirit lifted tracks
With my lady
To soon sprung from city light horizons
On the home train the city leaves a mellow
Glowing cinder each time I leave her
She is the love that draws me back;
City after city now nearer home
Where my love to soon sprung
In springs come and gone
She is my wife
My mistress my platonic friend
City after city
Whenever she lets me in;
She's with me
Every day she sits with me on the home train
She sets a seat away at the cinema
On benches in the park
In the lobby the dining and the sleeping car
The lounge and café
I sleep to dream awakened aware
Of imagination where
Divined memories stay
On the home train.






Lee Mack copyright 2009. ISBN # 0615318347. Do not reproduce without permission.