Landscapes Of Living Poem by Smoky Hoss

A farmer late one night
standing alone in his field,
seeing a satellite cross through the dark...
finally realizes his fate is sealed -
A miner 30 years
in the dungeon of his work,
goes to the doctor one day
only to discover how bad that old mine really does hurt -
Time steals a baby
and shortly returns an old man,
gone just long enough to build a casket...
with and for his own two hands -
An ancient riverboat captian speaking to an old brake man
as they rode upon a Greyhound bus,
was overheard sadly saying:
what in the awful world has become of us? -
A fly from Mexico
was found recently in the Yukon;
nothing certain is known of the goose
that it rode in on -
That tired old bird
took a rest upon a southbound train,
the annual migration of life's routine...
started to feel like too much pain -
Hippies hitchin' rides
on the passing trains,
sit in boxcars smoking, making up songs
about who there is to blame -
Take in gulps
of fresh clean air,
take in everything you can...
while your mind is still fully aware -
Far too many hearts bruised
are tossed out like the trash,
while millions hungering for love
await unarriving transplants -
From the top of a hill
several miles away,
can be heard the sweet sensations of a perfect song...
in the words a train whistle is desperately trying to say -
Throughout the night
pillows are sprinkled with dreams,
that in the morning float tenderly out the window...
running on ahead glistening upon the sun's bright beams -
The weeping willow wears her leaves
like the scarve of a mysterious woman prone to wander,
only her sensuous eyes
are we the simple-minded allowed to ponder -
Today a ruby red rose
tomorrow pedals fallen,
at the first spark of life
death comes-a-callin' -
Sitting at the edge of the horizon on the tip of the moon
the final word awaits to be spoken,
but, it all changes far too soon, for in the darkness we find
our tongues are left wordless and broken -
From birth to death
searching we roam,
dying on our final birthday as we open our last present
a big, beautiful sign saying: Welcome Back Home -