Ghost Train RadioRadio Silence
Posted on October 3, 2022
Beyond the hectic here and now
In time just like a dream
A thought a distant photograph
A peaceful autumn scene
There is only one time
Where stations come in clear
Where just the hum of white noise
Is all we want to hear
Let all thoughts and worries
Blow away in the wind
They shouldn't be the death of us
They'll come and go again
Find your peace this peaceful time
Where nature goes to sleep
Take a break, relax a bit
A harvest you will reap
Rust Train Radio
Posted on October 2, 2022
When the world seems full of woe and strife
On an autumn day - go outside
Smell the leaves rusting in the air
See the colors that almost seem unfair
Yes, miracles sneak past
How long will they last?
Do they have an expiration date?
Have I arrived too late?
Its getting more rare in this world
With so many hate flags unfurled
Just take a walk outside
To energize the love you have inside
Nature is your guide
Rekindle the spirit inside
Look all around and you'll feel
New hope with natures key
Sasparilla
Posted on October 2, 2022
She was a girl they called Sasparilla
She was pure gold and spicy sweet
Her smile drove all the men wild
When she'd pass them on the street
One day she was just gone
No one knew where she went
Some say they saw her board a train
T0 everyone's lament
Seems she went off to the city
Where she joined a punk rock band
No one knew she had it in her
No one really could understand
Just last year we heard her
On the radio station
Looks like she finally made it
In Nashville, and across the nation
You can take the girl out of the country
But you couldn't take the country out of that girl
I guess she needed time to find herself
And now her oyster is the whole wide world
She was a girl they called Sasparilla
She was pure gold and spicy sweet
Her smile drove all the men wild
When she'd pass them on the street
Pumpkin Hill
Posted on October 2, 2022
They say there's no gold left in these hills
I respectfully disagree
I see golden squash and pumpkins
As far as the eye can see
Mining's fine but not my thing
All that glitters is not gold
When autumn comes to town
These colors never get old
I mark each year
When the trees make their final show
Before they sleep
Before the year grows old
Effervescent Neon Light
Posted on October 2, 2022
Effervescent neon light
Will the leaves fall off tonight
One poor tree has lost its leaves
This yearly cycle sure does please
A finer coat I've never seen
These vibrant colors of the leaves
Effervescent neon light
Will the leaves fall off tonight
And The Clock Struck Autumn . . .
Posted on October 2, 2022
As if on cue
Colors changed
When they wanted
There's nothing we could do
Go outside
Grab your camera
Limited time offer
Before the colors hide
Soon the snow
Rain and wind
Will change the scene
The leaves will go
Trestles, Tracks and Wires
Posted on October 1, 2022
Cross the Continental Divide
Are trestles, tracks and wires
What man hath conspired
The riches desired
In my minds eye
What makes me fly
Is natural beauty
Always on duty
Nature bats last
Our future is cast
Long after we're gone
Nature lives on
She Haunts Me
Posted on October 1, 2022
She haunts me
Cuz I know she wants me
But why and what for?
I'd rather ignore
I just can't escape her
I don't know who made her
Could it be God?
Why is she so odd?
She whispers in tongues
Through tightly pursed lips
Her arms with bent wrists
And hands that seem limp
She has jaundice eyes
Looks down from on high
Unhealthy and cold
Died young I've been told
K.B.O.D Radio Ghost Town
Posted on September 30, 2022
Radio Ghost Town
K.B.O.D
Spinning yarns in song
From a cemetery
The ghost of
Lottie Johl
Shunned by some
In the know
Seen in a trance
Rope burns on neck
Joseph de Roche
Lives he wrecked
Sprits abound
At the cemetery
And all over town
Its really quite eerie
Your Eventual Ghost
Posted on June 20, 2022
If you have a conscience
Then you have a soul
That holds a place for
Your Eventual Ghost
We may not survive
Or live forever
But we are vessels
Place holding our soul
Our soul is our
Earthly heart
When we pass on
That's when we start
Chorus
When we die
We only start
Our Eventual Ghost
Comes from our heart
I was raised in the Episcopal Church, and have read quite a bit of both the New and Old Testament. While these were written by some old dudes a long time ago – I think a book of morals is a good thing. I also think any religion that is based on The Golden Rule is great. But sadly – I gave up religion years ago due to so much hypocrisy and those who use religion for their political and other money making devious ventures. On top of that – fundamentalists and in your face bible thumpers just plain suck. No wonder churches are closing down right and left.
There is still a part in me that thinks – maybe – just maybe – there is something that is bigger than us ant like humans and that maybe there is at least some Devine or cosmic force in the universe. I say this because I can look at stars and the moon at night or just the beauty of nature during the day – or perhaps witnessing a kind loving gesture by a human being and then some of my erstwhile faith is restored. But man, its getting harder and harder it seems.
Nature makes me feel like there is a God – and humans make me feel like there is a devil. Just kidding (not kidding) – there are some really, really bad humans that have polluted this earth the last 5 or 6 years. Parading as saints no less. Charlatans Jesus threw out of the Temple . . . Throw in gun violence – and what a misery stew.
Any way – none of us live forever – so I have been reflecting on what we are and what a heart and soul is. No definitive answers – but it is an interesting thing to ponder every now and then.
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