Open - Three Erotic Shorts, my first foray into the world of online publishing, is now live on the Amazon Kindle site. I have to shake my head when I think how long I dithered and agonized about doing this and, in the end, how relatively easy it was to do. Hopefully the next one will be angst-free.

Echoes of Places

I thought I heard the

Whistle of a far off train

And winding down my

Pace I looked and listened

For its swift approach

But it must have been

My memory or

My heart that

Pealed its approach

For I reached my

Destination

Without crossing its path

Yes, it’s funny how

Echoes of things

Remembered

Reverb with such clarity

Through the chambers of

My mind

To bring me here

Again and again

Waiting for a

Train

I think is on its way

But, never mind for

Trains have taken me

Places

I wanted to be and

Echoes of their coming

Will always be met

With sweet anticipation

Of the journey

To come

Boxcars

Railcars

Sleeper and coach

Rolling by in silver

And blue

Brown and gray

On and on through

Open landscapes

And cluttered cities

With only a blaring

Whistle

To mark its coming and

A clatter of metal wheels

On metal rails

To say 

"So Long!"