Wednesday, December 31, 2014
Sunday, December 28, 2014
Grandmas Joyful Girl
I feel you today
[well always]
but i heard you loud and clear
and last night you whispered
right into my ear
'..it will be ok sugar plum
so let yourself feel again,
don’t go through life numb.
its no way to be.
your strong,
please, ..trust me'
i hear you grandma, i really do
its me i don’t trust
but, i have always trusted you
so i’ll pull myself up
and it won’t be easy
and ill try again,
to give my heart freely
i promise, maybe
someday
but today just let me cry
and drown in my tears
and try like hell not to
runaway
~j
Saturday, December 27, 2014
For You and your situation
I know I needed to
try putting
my love
in a vial
and violently throwing it
out to sea.
While doing so, I wondered
will it
ever come back and
return love
to me?
I find it
unlikely,
as my chances
are now done.
And honestly,
I fucked up
because
right now
I know I needed to
try putting
my love
in a vial
and violently throwing it
out to sea.
While doing so, I wondered
will it
ever come back and
return love
to me?
I find it
unlikely,
as my chances
are now done.
And honestly,
I fucked up
because
right now
cramming you
into a bottle
sounds like it would of been
more fun.
~j
sounds like it would of been
more fun.
~j
Took out my mirror,
peered through the glass,
over my shoulder,
at us in the past;
I saw you there,
and I wondered why,
I’d ever stopped to consider
that you were ‘my' guy;
you never were, I guess,
because I could see,
how you really needed her
while trying to love me;
Well, she has you now,
she can bask in your glow,
and even you realized you'll be much better off
simply letting me go.
~j
Thursday, December 25, 2014
Tuesday, December 23, 2014
These walls that I built
are getting harder to hold;
the concrete splits slowly;
it crumbles.
It’s old.
are getting harder to hold;
the concrete splits slowly;
it crumbles.
It’s old.
And I’d let you in,
but there’s no furniture there,
just four steadfast sheets
blockading nothing but air.
It’s empty, no windows,
not a place to be stayin’
so check the building next door,
if ya get what I’m sayin’.
but there’s no furniture there,
just four steadfast sheets
blockading nothing but air.
It’s empty, no windows,
not a place to be stayin’
so check the building next door,
if ya get what I’m sayin’.
~J
Monday, December 22, 2014
Saturday, December 20, 2014
Friday, December 19, 2014
it’s just before midnight,
as the winter wind blows,
and the moon lies
waxy pale,
by the spill of the lamplight
this cracked heart knows
that it’s that time
and it whispers your name
and as morning arrives
with a new risen sun
the deed, no longer done
and the hurt, not gone
but this day begins,
fresh, without you
and determined,
to set life anew
~j
This darkness inside
is a preening, black cat
seeking sexual snacks
and a curious lap.
Content in bleak corners,
she sits silent with poise
awaiting fresh wonders
and clever, new toys.
Until you.
That lightness you bring,
that, sweet wondrous soul,
has left here a feline
I just cannot console.
Uninterested in shadows,
where she once hid before,
she wants more of whatever
you’ll let her explore.
So take her.
She’s purring.
She’s ready.
She’s waiting.
It’s the stroke of your hand
she’s now anticipating
~j~
Tuesday, December 16, 2014
Wednesday, November 26, 2014
Thursday, November 20, 2014
~Let us Begin ~
Your lips.
Mm, just so.
At base of spine,
Your fingers twine.
Tongue.
Ah, yes.
You’re doing fine.
Hands grasp hips,
slip
quick
around,
slide up to breasts,
delight thus found.
~j~
Wednesday, November 12, 2014
Monday, November 10, 2014
Once upon a time,
in a land so far away,
lived a girl,
[well, barely living]
with so many words to say.
Words of love,
words of hope,
and unwritten tome of faith,
and she sits,
and she hopes,
for a prince
for whom she’s willing to wait.
But he’ll come,
yes, she knows this,
for life truly
can’t be this tragic,
and he’ll love her,
and he’ll hold her,
and her life
will then be magic.
~j
Thursday, November 6, 2014
Wednesday, November 5, 2014
Tuesday, November 4, 2014
I don’t want to touch you
but I can’t be that bold.
Then,
I seek more then your mere hold.
I try to keep calm words still
and clearly, I suck at this skill
Then,
before you know it,
I've swallowed you again, into my soul
and suddenly, I can relate to Alice,
when falling down the rabbits hole.
And after you’ve gone, I regret my order
why?
Because,
I simply can’t eat ..
for, of you, I’m too full.
~j
You're a virus
that rushed through my veins
like restless hearts
on a westbound train
a near biohazard,
needing full hazmat suit
your words,
carried away my heart
like drunken pirates,
stealing precious loot
and this shit,
hazardous to my health
and even if
my heart is stealth
I know derailment
is set for the course
and that heart of mine,
only ends up weighted with remorse
~j
Tuesday, October 14, 2014
Monday, October 6, 2014
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