Nostos – To a Southern Friend

The stationary time rings the clock’s bell,

Motion set forth with a glib metallic crash,

Building it drives on exponentially on,

The train bounds forth,

The closer home stays longer in sight,

A city of uneven brick, clapboards and cobble,

Materialized predictions made whole in youth,

The train bound forth,

Twisted roads, simple companions,

Taverns dotted in amber welcomes all,

Blocks designed in a Colonial maze,

The train bound forth,

Ploughed northern roots and pebbled fields,

Journeyed,

Torn lover to the Gulf Streams and Earth’s rotation,

The train bound forth,

Twisted twins are melancholy and adventure,

On journeys fated from the heart,

Best to take a friend along,

The train bound forth,

A trade complete,

Pines besetting Palms besetting Pines,

Nor’easters besetting hurricanes besetting Nor’easters,

The train bound forth,

Drifting stars Orion casts silhouettes,

Familiar figures cohort-ed together,

Touched by the Traveler’s ambition,

The train bound forth,

Anew braved soul captured,

Miss not home or hailed gust,

Wayward clouds clean the sky’s splotches,

The train bound forth,

Cleansed in transparent waters,

Smoothed edges of Southern tone,

Ladened claims to beach and blushed blue skies,

A call to home,

A train bound forth.