Source: https://johnewordslinger.wordpress.com/category/poetry-train/
Timestamp: 2019-04-20 04:59:05+00:00

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First Off- Tracing the copy on baking paper with charcoal pencil- in reverse.
The book is about 3 men who travel the U.S.A. in the year of 2012… To write a written documentary on Poets and the Railroad in our times… When they sleep they get taken back in time to the 19th Century, when the roads were built, and they have such great experiences, and meet key Poets, and figures… Upon waking they have conversations about Poets from the 20th Century, and RxR events… Then it goes into their written documentary on Poetry and Poets now… Main Characters that Andy and Red and Train Marshal Charlie journey with in their Dreams, and they are Mad Bear, Jung Hem Sing, Mr. Welchberry, Patrick O’Hara, Jimmy New Orleans, and many more.
The Rodney Matthews Train pulled into Union Station, the hub of Washington D.C. Charlie was not seen on the train, and when Red and Andy asked Mr.Welchberry about him. Mr. Welchberry told them Charlie was probably already in D.C. relaxing in a pool or steam room, and waiting for their arrival.
Unlike any other day, the hearing was to be held outside on the grounds of Capitol Hill. Because many people wanted to be there. Red and Andy had gained so much respect from the railroad community, and the literary arts community, furthermore respect from citizens that just believed in the innovation these two have for the future. All of this gave America a great sense of hope that hasn’t been seen or felt in a long time. Red and Andy had broke all negative notions about high speed rail, and found private investors to build this high speed rail-road all throughout America. Furthermore they created a internet design that can braid poetry, poets, and poetry history, with train, railroaders, and railroad history all over the world, furthermore ways to protect poets poetry for ages. Red and Andy were average men from poverty that became American Heroes, furthermore International Heroes. They didn’t like that title, but we all know what the tongue can do. All they wanted to do was restore the name of poetry, the railroads, and America, that was clearly behind in the times. What fascinated everyone was the fact that what some believed, like the Indigenous American’s, the railroad’s ruined the nature of and the country, but at the same time the railroads built America, so the same thing that either ruined or built America is the same technology that can save this country, besides the wisdom of poetry and the wisdom of Robin Bates for better living, into which who they advocate also.
Andy tapped Red on the shoulder and said, Well look here, Eddie Lee Sean is the judge. Now isn’t that something. A lumber jack, huh. Well it is a small time and space world after all. Andy and Red then laughed.
Jimmy New Orleans and baby elephant OP were brought out from their cell and cage, and was made to stand and not sit down. It’s been a long time since they didn’t have registrants on. Andy looked and sensed their short moment of freedom. Red and Andy looked behind them, and there behind them was Charlie, Alphonso G. Newcomer and Edgar Allen Poe. They all three smiled and nodded their heads to Red and Andy.
“All Rise in the presence of the Court in the Courtyard,” said the Clerk.
“Good Morning, will council please identify themselves for the record and to the court,” said Judge Eddie Lee Sean.
“Good Morning your honor.” “United States Attorney Allison Leotta for United States, and behalf of Red and Andy who are in the behalf of poetry and the railroads,” Allison Leotta replied.
“Good Morning your honor.” “Stuart V. Goldberg on behalf of originalpoetry.com,” said Stu-art V. Goldberg.
“Good Morning your honor.” “Michael J. Costello on behalf of Jimmy New Orleans,” said Michael J. Costello.
“State your name for the record and to the court,” said Judge Eddie Lee Sean.
“Would the clerk please administer the oath to originalpoetry.com and Jimmy New Orleans?” Asked Judge Eddie Lee Sean.
“Swear to tell the truth the whole truth and nothing but the truth so help God,” said the Clerk.
“The United States has filed a complaint enacted insisted on this matter that you both have been brought in for me today because the United States Attorney has charged you with a violations of the law,” said Judge Eddie Lee Sean.
“Originalpoetry.com you have been charged with breaking federal law, demoralization, false advertising, broken publishing and royalty agreement. Abandonment, and the economic prosperity of the poets of this country,” said Judge Eddie Lee Sean.
“Jimmy New Orleans you have been charged with breaking federal law, impersonating a lawman, murder, atrocities and massacres, privatizing on government funds, manipulating gold and railroad stock, gun smuggling, bootlegging, fixed gambling, prostitution, extortion and other crimes against the economic prosperity of the citizens of this country,” said Judge Eddie Lee Sean.
“Now the purpose of this hearing is to decided guilt or innocence,” said Judge Eddie Lee Sean.
“Why?” Asked the Judge Eddie Lee Sean.
“Because no one cares about poetry,” “They tried to find private investigators, and even contacted important journalists, and no one wanted to help the poets who post their work on originalpoetry.com,” replied Allison Leotta.
“How are these two cases tied together?” Judge Eddie Lee Sean Asked.
“Can you tell me more of why on the offenses of Jimmy New Orleans?” Judge Eddie Lee Sean Asked.
“And what does this have to do with poetry and poets?” Judge Eddie Lee Sean Asked.
“So you are saying I should hire Andy and Red?” Judge Eddie Lee Sean Asked.
“Does originalpoetry.com have a prior record?” Judge Eddie Lee Sean Asked.
“Not on record your honor,” Allison Leotta replied.
“Does Jimmy New Orleans have a prior record?” Judge Eddie Lee Sean Asked.
“Yes, but he was never apprehended.” “He has warrants that go back to 1857,” Allison Leotta replied.
“Do you have evidence, and have you given statements to the defense under the Jencks act?” Judge Eddie Lee Sean Asked.
“Yes, your honor to both questions.” “I have a live exhibit, and live testimony’s,” Allison Leotta replied.
“And Brady material?”Judge Eddie Lee Sean Asked.
“Yes.” replied Judge Eddie Lee Sean.
“Your honor we are asking the congress to fix, regulate, and create provisions for proper licensing to anyone opening a poetry website, online magazine for poetry, or an online small press,” Allison Leotta asked. “My clients Red and Andy has studied and licensed themselves, and learned there is ways to protect poets for ages, and the poets beneficiaries can benefit from their work for long after one passes.” “Even after copyrights go into public domain.” “Also your honor, Red and Andy are not making themselves look like an authority on anything on the internet designing a fancy good-looking website.” “They follow codes of ethics and honor with organizations, and the same with their writings.”“Your honor, we don’t want the literary world turning into the modern music business, although your honor, traditional music publishing is actually the key to doing this for poetry and the poets.” “We just want to state this because Red and Andy have respect, morals, and do positive things for poetry, the railroads, and the youth.” “I have no further opening statements your honor,” said Allison Leotta.
“Cross examination please,” said the Clerk.
“They have broken rule six and seven of the federal rules of criminal procedure government indictments,” said Stuart V. Goldberg.
“ Stuart V. Goldberg,” said Judge Eddie Lee Sean.
“Yes, your honor,” replied Stuart V. Goldberg.
“If you keep clicking that ink pen of yours, I will fine you $100.00,” said Judge Eddie Lee Sean.
“My client built originalpoetry.com for his wife, but it doesn’t make money, and with the economy the way it is, more important things are at hand,” Stuart V. Goldberg.
“Your honor, I am single, yes, this is American money, and Michigan is a state of the United States of America,” replied Stuart V. Goldberg.
Everyone waited for originalpoetry.com to answer the questioning. Originalpoetry.com didn’t reply, and chose to remain silent just as when originalpoetry.com was apprehended.
“I am reading the Volume 2 petition that was erased from the forums,” said Judge Eddie Lee Sean.
Andy and Red gazed at the Owls. Andy had a tear, because of his love.
“Are these poets here who signed this petition?” Asked Judge Eddie Lee Sean.
“Yes, your honor,” replied Allison Leotta.
Six poets rose, and spoke their names to the court.
Judge Eddie Lee Sean spoke, “I have two questions for you.” “How did you feel about posting poems back in the day at OP, your very first day, your very first day?” “After the site didn’t follow through with their intentions, how do you feel about going there now?
POET 1 spoke, It felt great. I had things that I had spent a lot of time on and that I was proud of, the main means I had of sorting myself out and discovering beauty in the world, and now I could share them. It was the first thing I had ever shared with more than my classmates, literature or otherwise. I really treasured the feedback, good and bad, and the guidance and encouragement. I was a little hurt when the site slowed, but I had also grown worried. All the work was online, I had to worry about protecting it, even though it was a little too much worry to put into a hobby of mine. I was sad to see it go, but I was also going off to school and in a few months would write no more poetry in verse. I don’t really visit the site very often. Usually when I do, it’s to make sure poems I remember could be read again, but most were gone.
POET 2 spoke, I felt happy that I was on to a good thing where I could share a literary camaraderie with many poets in different parts of the world, and of varying culture, humor and inspirational experience. There was special gratification in finding others poets and I, though writing in our own peculiar vein, passion, rhythm and style, shared a similar dynamic and sympathetic poetical thread running through our poetry. I felt betrayed when incompatible elements crept into OP, and made it untenable to continue as a member of a once wonderful and blooming association of poets. This situation was further aggravated by the principals remaining anonymous and indifferent.
POET 3 spoke, It felt great posting poems at OP, I still post there once in a blue moon. I never left from there…lol I and many others know it’s awesome what you’re doing Red and Andy, and truly no one else has the unique capabilities and/or passion/time to dive into such an honorable undertaking. I’m not concerned at all about copyright infringements/plagiarism pertaining to my poetry. I’ve been a published poet for several decades now and I ‘m included in many anthologies worldwide. *best poems and poets 2003* (poetry.com, I was # 1 in the U.S., UK, London, New York, Paris…. just a fortunate poet I am! I hold no grudges against OP, Op is made up of people and you know as well as I know that people are (predictable and unpredictable).
POET 4 spoke, It really felt so wonderful! To have someone read my poems than b4, savè from cockroaches, it’s only me who read 8…to connect with the same minded individual…8s rare…I really miss the site so much and that feeling of family that is only a nostalgia right now.
POET 5 spoke, I don’t go to OP – ever. There is no reason for me to post or go to the site. I have found other sites that are run well. The site self-imploded. 21st Century Poets is a good site, and Michelle and Dan are working things out there. There are plenty of well run sites out there; why waste time with a site run by administrators who do not care about promises they made to their community?
POET 6 spoke, I enjoyed it at first; it got me into contact with some fine poets and friends, a stepping stone for me. I am not interested in OP, or going back to it. I met some wonderful people at OP but the infighting, name calling and general crap that was happening was not professional and detrimental to the development of many fine young poets.. I have keep track of my friends, those I could and that is all I want from OP; life is too short to scatter your pearls in the muck. I rather spend my time in creative friendly blogs like Wattpad and 21st. I have no time for snotty nosed people who think they are the end all of end alls.
Andy whispered to Red, They’d be here already if there were high-speed rail.
Judge Eddie Lee Sean said, “O.K. Give me some time to read some statements of Red and Andy.” Judge Eddie Lee Sean read the ending of the statements and glanced back through the petition. He looked at Alphonso Newcomer and Newcomer’s work, and asked for Michael J. Costello on behalf of Jimmy New Orleans.
“Here your honor,” said Michael J. Costello.
The Bailiff’s brought Jimmy New Orleans and Judge Eddie Lee Sean spoke, “How many criminals have mastered their art in this way? How many are able to provide the comprehensive pleasures of authentic criminology? Are all these authorities who complain about too many poets, aren’t these decrying critic rats in essence advocating genocide against poets?
Andy and Red looked back shaking their heads at Charlie because Jimmy New Orleans was up to his tricks, and it wasn’t heard fully but it sounded like Judge Eddie Lee Sean was in on something, but who knows. Alphonso Newcomer shook his head, and he was getting sick again, so he got up to go to the restroom. He walked past Poe and others. Poe was staring at Jimmy, with a look in his eye. Poe reached down into his shoe, and took out a wooden shank.
He followed Alphonso in the aisle. Alphonso went to the right to exit out of the courtyard, and Poe went to the left running. Poe ran up to Jimmy New Orleans, and stabbed him in the neck, but not killing him, saying, “He pleads insanity your honor, and we can’t have the insane ruining things for poets.” Poe pulled Jimmy by the hair and through him to the floor. Poe looked at OP, and ran down the walkway out. Alphonso was at the exit, he waved for Red, Andy and Charlie to come, waved harder motioning for them to run. Red, and Andy looked at each, then they looked at Charlie.

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