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rolls best on the tracks
a railroad trestle
between two hills
the soul is a vessel
waiting to be filled
let your brain
rest and relax
that's how the train
rolls best on the tracks
open the empty spaces
set your mind free
there are plenty of places
it needs to see
life is full of meaning
go find the key
it could be leaning
from behind a tree
Last year I attended the Pope Lick Goatman Festival in Louisvile. As I left the festival I saw the rail road trestle. I think that is the trestle where people have claimed to have seen a goatman. There are so many cryptid stories. It is hard to keep just the bigfoot ones straightened out in your mind. And when I think about it is there such a thing as a “straight” bigfoot story? Any way that is probably part of the inspiration for today’s poem.
The other rail road trestle that I see more often is the one at Speers Ferry in Virginia. It is also called the Copper Creek Viaduct. It is outside of Duffield VA on Route 58. I hope to shoot a drone/motorcycle/kayak video of it this summer. That is a lot of moving parts. We’ll see if we are able to pull it off. As far as I know no goatmen have been seen on that one. : )
Enjoy your Saturday & your weekend.
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