Vagabond Blues by Jake St. John

Vagabond Blues

In the stillness
of night
wind chimes
fill the room

the train horn
blasts me back
to shadows
the passing
racket fades
into moonlight

my thoughts
ride the rails
across a distant
western prairie
where tonight
a freight train
a mile long
carries the dreams
of a thousand dead hobos
across the desert
to a rail yard in heaven

12717226_10153457618953063_7225597431489508658_nJake St. John writes out of New London, CT and is the author of several collections of poetry and pamphlet poems including, Rotations (Night Ballet Press, 2015), I Talked To The Moon (Wandering Head, 2012), and Change of Address (Unarmed 2010). His work has appeared in numerous literary and arts magazines such as, The Blue Collar Review, Big Hammer, and The People’s Tribune. Since 2007 he has served as the editor of Elephant and co-editor of Flying Fish.

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