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654 · Oct 2013
Sadness in the garden (10w)
Jack Oct 2013
When posies are ill,
gardens bloom in sadness,
butterflies cry
654 · Oct 2013
As Lovers Dance
Jack Oct 2013
Channeling dance steps on heart beat desires
Melodies drift in endless echoed whims
through the still valleys of our minds
Volumes of favorite pulled titles
vinyl placed orb’d grooves,
hold out their hands,
reaching for us
in memories
of days
gone
by

~

we
smile
and sway
to the rhythm
of this love we feel
Pure harmonic embrace
meets us on the dance floor
as our bodies touch and our eyes
fall deep within the sounds of affection
when we find were are one with the music
channeling dance steps on heart beat desires
653 · Apr 2014
Love - Lost
Jack Apr 2014
~

Love - Lost


There was a time
it meant something to feel…
love

The sun shone bright

Counting heart beats
Dreaming of forever
Gazing into the wonder
Longing for each moment shared
together you and I

Then came the storm

Dark clouded misery
Cold windswept weeping
Blindly walking
Puddled desperation filling
vacant places you once stood

Now is the time
it means something to feel…
lost
652 · Apr 2014
Unable to speak
Jack Apr 2014
Unable to speak

A’ grip, my heart,
it feels the weakness
that does come of worried dreams

Endless thoughts paint abstract on this soul

Alone, is this how it shall be?
Watching the shadows play
in reverse of what is felt?

Gazing afar, this distance fades in the mist,
hides beyond the waters edge, glistens as hope,
yet merely a dream?

Sitting here I wonder,
these clouds of grey overhead,
do they speak my name in full syllables
or will the sun find me, waiting,
wishing that I could say?

Words, drew me to you but fear release from my tongue

If I carve our initials in this wooden bench,
sturdy as it may be,
would that brand me a fool?

If I gain the courage to shout my dreams, would you laugh?

Silence comes of this walkway, empty,
worn of the past and not knowing the future
of my desires

You have taken my voice
It rests within your hands, for it is yours

My pulse races, my palms sweat,
I want to tell you, yet…

I sit within this silence,

unable to speak
Jack Jun 2014
When you find my heart does break
And sadness crawls my every word
So much more than I can take
Of endless streams the mind has heard
~
Never are you very far
To offer thoughts, to dry my eyes
Reminding me just who we are
So comforting within your sighs
~
And soon the sun begins to shine
Along this path of winding flow
Where sparrows sing their songs so fine
In melodies I used to know
~
A cooling breeze does touch my soul
As flowers bloom the garden sweet
Wispy clouds on skies now roll
While feathers gather at my feet
~
This is now because of you
The friendship that your heart does share
The words of happiness so true
I thank the heavens you are there
~
Here you go my friend
652 · Jul 2013
Time in a bottle
Jack Jul 2013
~



I turn the key within its chamber
The hinges cry a woeful squeak
Closed up tight for years uncounted
Moments that this attic keeps


Memories of days forgotten
Scattered on this wooden floor
As if time trapped in a bottle
Safely kept for evermore


Foraging through endless bounties
Dust it lays more than an inch
Dim, the incandescent light bulb
No one else has been here since


Now my mind it tends to wander
Dreaming of the good old days
Photographs breathe life now savored
Black and white their bold displays


I find a tear my eye now forming
Destined, I relive the cost
Draped of fabric worn and tattered
Faces of the friends I’ve lost


Is this it, my life collected
Answered questions now begin
Left for someone to discover
Soon to scatter on the wind


I turn the key within its chamber
The lock it moans an empty click
Count your blessings as they happen
Life it passes, oh so quick
Jack Apr 2014
~

And the harvest moon smiles


The ground beneath my feet
solid as is stone of millennium’s might and fear
Flat on a surface of cultured desires,
formidable, paved in promises kept and windswept actions

This night, chocolate skies of peering pleading eyes,
locks smooth, dark, shining beneath a silent harvest moon
glowing down upon this photograph dream
developing on the breath of autumn’s coming

Softly I lay you down, earth and colored leaves
vibrant as this beauty I hold, tinted in hues of love
Comfort beyond compare, nature’s pristine mattress
engulfs your form as I find my way in the dark

Sultry sighs echo on midnight bluffs and aching cliffs
Silhouetted caverns, ignited by reflections of sensual calls
and names found on the evening canopy resonate
in melodic tones of lust and true endeavors

Sunflower lips, smooth as mirrored glass and fragrant as life
meet mine in passion, touching, feeling, every inch
as we dance to the rhythm of early hour heart beats,
drinking of the pleasure now shared by destined souls

Snow caps melt in violent flow of heated steam, fissures of depth on blood streaked skin,
as your nails scream beneath my flesh, begging this earth, this solid ground to move
when as asked, it moves, madly shaking, convulsing until …
shattering in a crescendo of spark filled ecstasy  

and the harvest moon smiles
650 · Jan 2014
Deep within the lyrics
Jack Jan 2014
Deep within the lyrics


The closest thing I know to love¬
Is something I am thinking of
In every sorted worry that my mind decides to share

While drinking heavy in the past
Inside the shadows I now cast
The bottom of the bottle lets me know I am aware

Collecting on a shouldered score
Finding it is nothing more
Than voiced in my confessions of imaginary scenes

Reaching for a photograph
Searching for its aftermath
Tuning off the station in the middle of my dreams  

The fury of this drunken bliss
Reminds me of your tender kiss
Though never having felt it, it is something that I long

For in the end this fairy tale
Reminds me of my quest to fail
Deep within the lyrics of some broken hearted song
Jack Dec 2014
~

Fresh the scent of sunshine

in its basking fragrant glow

Painted far horizons

of this beauty that does show


Purest adoration finds

this chilly air so near

The early dew is frozen

on this morning crystal clear


So I pen this simple poem

as the new day comes to meet,

filled with honest thank yous

for your kindness oh so sweet


With Christmas Eve now dawning

there’s a smile that I see,

when I ponder my reflection

for you're all so good to me


Merry Christmas to my HP family
648 · May 2014
And I choose to breathe
Jack May 2014
And I choose to breathe


And I choose to breathe for every breath is free
Calmly bound of tempted drizzled fears
Slow dancing on the desperate dying wind
Placing endless hope against the flow

This does come
beyond iron gates of broken trances
to sing
undying wishes upon the deaf ears

Fractured in meanings and senses known,
these wrinkles form a flavored mask
Donned in apprehension of a wilted feeling
Sleek and slender, along a poisoned vine they grow

Challenging
in endless streams of sorted need
Stead fast
with chains of charmed tethered truth

Cartoon headstones with scribbled crayon’d names
cast darker shadows beneath the edges of sanity
Ripped and tattered these empty voices scream
my name in echoes bearing nothing more than seen

As I cry
my tears sprout wings and flee from my face
to my knees
finding only the jagged earth to rest

Desires cling to the massive arbors of life
Dreams falter along a winding creviced cliff
Nothing laughs like the air upon my sorrowed face
and I choose to breathe for every breath is free
647 · Jun 2014
Take my hand
Jack Jun 2014
I am but a weary minstrel
Step by step to bide my time
Looking for my one true answer
In a love that I may find

Shaded fields of hopes and wishes
Flowing stems so softly breathe
Taking all that life does offer
Forward weavings to believe

I have found the golden idol
Sitting still in chamber’d light
Reaching off for some existence
Far beneath the stars at night

With its eyes of diamond whispers
Only now it sheds my fear
Precious metals tore us under
As I search the far and near

What is this my heart now calling
Echoes play about the rim
If this line of worn endeavors
Finds the time to soon begin

Will you walk with me at sunrise
Whisper that you love me so
Count the petals of a daisy
Set aside against the flow

For you see my truth is baring
Everything that I can share
Take my hand and please remember
I am but a man who cares

In this endless dream of summer
Warming trends eternally
You are mine, my only sunshine
Won’t you walk this road with me
647 · Oct 2014
Thinking (10W)
Jack Oct 2014


I gathered my thoughts,
finding...
each of them was you
646 · Mar 2014
Leonard Cohen was right
Jack Mar 2014
Standing before the microphone
Blank faces stare from cushioned chairs
Jewels sparkle, acting like they’re real
While bow ties just seem sad…it happens

Marching to the beat of clicking heels
Unbuttoned vests as strange eclipsed spotlights
Illumine smoke swirls in overhead rafters
Flowing from my ember’d fingertips

And my hair is a mess…but it always is
And I don’t care…do you?
I’d clear my throat but that does no good
Gravel has taken up residence…it pays the rent

The room goes dim, the audience worries
Glares spark like steel on asphalt
I can see them clear, slowly fading in anxious doubt
Scratching on some ink pad and dusty sheets…ideas

Yet I love you, I love everything that is you
Need surpasses desire, and I need
My arms long to cling you, crushed against me
Breathing as one, harmonious breath…thoughts…they come

The bass player plucks and that is my cue
Flicking my ashes I begin to read…poetry
And the audience smiles…I am a poet and poetry is cool
Leonard Cohen was right
646 · Apr 2014
Period
Jack Apr 2014
Period


I’m lost within this maze of worried words,

         seeing,

                        perusing,

                                              gazing,

upon the ending of this sorrowed sentence

                                           wishing,

                          ­hoping,

         pleading,

that it is not the end of us…period
645 · Nov 2014
At the end of the day
Jack Nov 2014
~

Your voice is my music at the end of the day
Symphonic feelings to take me away

Watching a sunset as we talk on the phone
Always together though standing alone

Through one tiny speaker, it’s you that I hear
Dreaming tomorrows, wishing you near

We’ve a good connection, yes that is a start
Still minutes are passing and we’ll have to part

But soon comes tomorrow and when it’s that time
I’ll be holding my phone, awaiting that chime

For this I do know, when your name is displayed
I'll hear that sweet music at the end of my day
645 · Dec 2014
Here I cry
Jack Dec 2014
Feathered mist does gather at my waiting
Melodies, now dance about my brain
Found of times the hours are negating
Dreaming of your beauty once again

Feel your touch, my skin it does remember
Softer still, the moonlight in your eyes
Days before, in shadows of December
Breathing comes as lonely filtered sighs

In my dreams, I see we are together
Running free, the wind upon your hair
Soaring high like two birds of a feather
Heavenly, I pray I find you there

Standing here, my eyes they search the meadow
Of the snow now flowing in the view
Silhouettes, my heart it tends to follow
Here I cry, it seems I always do
644 · Apr 2014
Doggie Bag (10W)
Jack Apr 2014
Why's he the main course
and I’m just the leftovers?
Jack Oct 2014
~

I drove the spike that bent the spine,
the screaming left me at the turnstile
without exact change and late for the sunset

Slippery tracks added to the conceit
where beggars paint sidewalks
in day-glo Picassos leaking onto the curb

Cardboard memories create warmth
in perforated dreams,
paying cost for something broken

and the conductor signals
a left turn on a straight run
creasing the permanent press avenue

Billboards say “god is not dead”
until their contract runs out
and the labels are peeled for good

Still I stand here holding the hammer
swinging between the rafters
in this life after death revelry

on any night of the week
that brings each moment
to a complete standstill
Just a quick written piece of beer inspired nonsense.
639 · May 2014
Final Memory
Jack May 2014
~

Final memory



When death
on darkened skies
through my window
flies

My wish
in pleading sighs
is that before my
eyes

Your face
is what I see
of this last breath I
breathe

So nothing
else shall be
my final
memory
639 · Oct 2014
Two Destined Lovers
Jack Oct 2014
~


If I didn’t know better, I’d swear that I knew
This feeling inside held me close to the sun
A smile on my face as I searched for a clue
Watching and waiting for only the one

So many people I’ve touched on the go
Faces of strangers I met on my way
Somehow this feeling lived on in my soul
That I would meet you when love called the day

Never once knowing the look of your eyes
Hearing your voice only came in a dream
Still every morning upon the sun rise
I always knew that you would come to me

Somewhere the distance has held you so long
Separate paths that were winding the same
You and me lyrics I heard in a song
Was this a message that tried to explain

Life had been empty or so it did feel
Though in my heart sat an essence so true
If I kept walking it soon would reveal
All of my hopes would appear in my view

Then there you were it was love at first sight
You took my hand and my heart skipped a beat
Each day I waited this moment so right
The girl of dreams that I knew I would meet

You felt the same, that our lives we would share
Even though time seemed to keep us apart
Never a doubt that we both would be there
Two destined lovers with one beating heart
639 · Oct 2013
My heart holds my pen
Jack Oct 2013
~


Soft flurries of affection
find my eyes lost in the prism
of the beauty that engulfs my world

For to inhale is to fall into
the scent of sweet essence riding
the breeze exhaling from your skin

As words pour on the page,
my fingers dance in rhythmic patterns
now wrapped warmly about my thoughts

I have wondered, quietly to myself
where is it they are born,
how do they flow so easily

from a mind that constantly spins
in whirls of dream-like visions
kaleidoscopic views and frantic desires,

where each vowel, noun, adjective or verb
in feathered shapes of ink, somehow
scribble silhouettes of my love for you

It is now that I notice,
sitting in the frail sunshine of the dawn
whispering on salmon clouds, you are awake

that my hands are empty, my fingers still
for it seems as I write of you, my endless everything,
it is my heart that holds my pen
637 · Jul 2014
Yesterday
Jack Jul 2014
~

Cast along a dotted line

of yesterdays and practiced rhyme

These dreams before of what was told

deliveries my heart does hold



A poet’s thoughts of times gone by

in empty scenes and tear stained eyes

Where broken hearts have come to play

my words they speak of yesterday


~
                            

Yet here I stand on corners plead

as verses plant the morning seed

These shadows lingering behind

now disappear in what I find



For beauty in my eyes I see

as love it walks the path to me

And since your love has come my way

*I’ve no more need for yesterday
635 · May 2014
Don't you cry tonight
Jack May 2014
~
Don't you cry tonight



Give me a whisper and give me a sigh

Those soft words following the emotions in your eyes
Exhaling poetry on my whimpered dreams
Take from me all that I can give while
reaching for that sunset…a distant prism of light

Give me a kiss before you, tell me goodbye

Soft lips in sad shapes, downturned towards darkened fears
Moist as they meet in wilted wishes
Walking away…a silhouette of that which I long for
As tears drift on questioned zephyrs

Don't you take it so hard now and please don't take it so bad

To know this feeling, I swear I don’t
Still calling out in echoed chants flowing naked valleys
Hoping you hear, praying you smile, asking you to listen
Before the moon fractures in cosmic sorrow

I'll still be thinkin' of you and the times we had...baby

Eternal visions find you and me, hand in hand
Dancing on quiet shores, melodic surf rhythms
In memories of what once was, what should be
and the stars drip into anguished teacups pleading

*Don’t you cry tonight…
Written with the help of lyrics from Guns N Roses "Don't Cry"
633 · Nov 2014
Of our own destiny
Jack Nov 2014
~

Moon glow reflections of shadows and beams
So close the future incased in our dreams
Planted in rows so our way we won’t lose
Of every path through this journey we choose

Seeing the light that will bring us the shine
Found in the chapters now written in time
Counting our heart beats in second hand flow
Wound in the truth that we somehow do know

There is a course that we can not control
Patterns our lives seem to take ever slow
Oh it may seem that the night comes so fast
Shuffling memories found in the past

Still there are dreams that I know we both share
As on this evening the same moon we stare
Strong the embrace of desires we feel
We can’t deny that these feelings are real

Surely a plan of the way it shall be
Is set into motion, together we’ll see
Just take a moment and give it a glance
We are in love and that is not by chance

So many items have followed this play
Different directions our hopes they have strayed
Still in the end we shall find it is true
Love is the factor that shapes every view

I know my life has a place now to go
Echoes of fate on this glistening glow
Can you now feel it aloft on the plain
Simple descriptions shall call it by name

Biding our time on this calm evening bright
Soon in my arms I shall hold you so tight
Taut as the thread that connects you to me
*Ours is a love of our own destiny
633 · May 2014
I seek not its light
Jack May 2014
~
I cast my eyes towards the sun,
beyond the darkened fence, the fielded midnight thoughts,
watching, through clouded images, knowing eventually
I will witness the birth of a new day

I reach with my smile in a curved line
seeking a destiny still unknown but written
in words of future phrases,
which will come to pass…on multi-colored wings of affection

I send my heart on waves of scented mist,
collected from the corners of my world,
flowing free from silent words and favored gestures
of desire’s endless intentions

I hand my love to nature, freely, willingly…
so that it may be delivered amidst
blooming jasmine and truer promises…to you,
before another dawn’s light finds your beauty and you awake

I cast my eyes towards the sun…yet I seek not its light,
nor its warmth…for all I seek is you
632 · Jan 2014
Scott-free
Jack Jan 2014
Took the metro downtown
thought I got off scott-free
Visor hid the driver’s eyes
(Shade for the shady)
Beaded like the rosary on his mirror

Stepped off without looking,
actually saw but didn’t see
Doors hissed behind me closed,
eyes growled before me open…
a sheep in wolf’s clothing (not the other way around)

Pin striped suit and black fedora
sleek (it has been mentioned)
and a banana for dinner (hard and *****)
yellow like a coward I once knew,
peeled like my heart is now

The street signs giggle,
got off at the wrong stop (snicker, snicker)
should have paid more attention,
should have paid the exact fare
Thought I got off scott-free…boy was I wrong
631 · Jun 2014
Decided by a touch of fear
Jack Jun 2014
~

I harness every fear I’ve witnessed
And lock them very far away
Within a box of heavy armor
In hopes that hidden truths will stay

Beneath a mound of spent emotions
This vessel sleeps among the pile
In endless days of hope delivered
So that my heart may live a while

But somehow in the mass confusion
The lid it opens slightly so
Releasing harm now mist like sweeping
Upon the air its breath will go

I scream; my lungs in deep frustration
Accustomed not, my eyes they stare
How dare you touch the skin of angels
And harm the one that I so care

I capture most and yet a tiny
Piece does slip my hands that reach
I cling and claw for all that matters
Oh God, my gate this fear does breach

Then word does find my ears a’ waiting
The news not good as headlines feed
I’ve failed this one of my affection
Planted firm this dire seed

And now I stand with one direction
In focus of the days we see
Broken chains still not releasing
Tethered by this fear I've freed

Yes happiness does have its season
For cloudy skies will show us true
Atop this dream of voiced emotion
While falling on this tarnished view

This torrent felt of my own doing
In moments of the failed and fell
Drunk with fear and sad decisions
Foundering amongst the swell

So please I pray a chance is given
That I may but redeem this fault
In lessons learned of distant vision
Within a web of pain now caught

If not, I fall a wounded soldier
Battlefields of spoken war
Accidents are bound to happen
Cut of splintered weathered floor

Anger prompts the resolution
On my cheeks the streaming tear
Lost, I find my only reason
Decided by a touch of fear
Ok, I know it is long...sorry
631 · Oct 2013
Take me home
Jack Oct 2013
O’ heart so fine in charcoal skies
of breath my mind does see
This captured feeling locked inside,
alone as to believe


For what shall come of morning tides,
along the wish filled shore
In seashell decorated time
to want your love once more


What sent this ship of harbor dreams
to sail a course so lost
As currents bide my every whim,
now simplified the cost


When once the sunrise happiness
did take a weathered turn
For but a few words offered up
in lessons I have learned


My sails, the moon’s reflective light,
does glow an empty grin
Atop the wave’s deserted flight
to want you here again


For this shall be my journey true
in aimless rambled roam
If I have not the love of you
I sail these seas alone


Of courses kept in lock and key,
an island beach does call
Upon this deck on bended knee
Amidst the darkened squall


As life will raise its mighty hand
of you that I do seek
Collapsing firm upon this man
in testaments of weak


Come set these chains that hold me tight,
my body craves the pain
As on these seas of bright moon light
I cry within the rain


When time does dance and hours pass,
I plead to charcoal skies
Explain to me how this can be
in scenes before my eyes


“Take me home,” my heart does plead
begin this journey new
For I now live a nightmare’s creed
without the love of you
630 · Aug 2014
Raining down (10w)
Jack Aug 2014
~

If my love were rain,
would you carry an umbrella?
628 · Aug 2014
Wide Awake (10W)
Jack Aug 2014
-

Dreamt I was in love,
woke and knew I was.
628 · Nov 2014
Lost
Jack Nov 2014
~

Lost without direction

Empty as that crumbled pack of Marlboro lights on the ground

Lonely, a single towel on the line to dry…in the rain

Wasted like left over pudding in the sink strainer

Shredded, an unimportant document in the wrong stack

Destroyed in a crumbled mass of quivering stone

Crying beneath a flowing river rising

Torn apart, a ticket stub to a missed concert

Scared half to death with the other half waiting

Cowering within each breath I no longer want to take

Fractured like grandma’s Hummel found by a wagging dog’s tail

Dead, wearing a disguise of the living…and a poor one at that

Desperate to know that which I won’t

Lost without you
Ok, I just thought maybe you might be tiring of all of the love poetry. :)
628 · Apr 2014
Where did the music go?
Jack Apr 2014
~

Where did the music go?

For of this dance the music shall end in silence
Take my word, I have watched this sawdust dream,
hand in hand with another,
swaying beneath a glow of harmonized fiction’d love,
dissipate in a faultless flume of symphonic mist
Lost will be the melodic embrace
that once moved in rhythm…as one

And those who stood there, blank smiles,
toes tapping, hearts beating rapidly in drum beat tempo
along poster’d walls of coming acts…
Those you slow danced past, not even a glance,
a wink or a smile shall follow the lead of another,
waltzing till midnight and tango’d tomorrows
as you walk home, mediocre paced…alone…wondering

Where did the music go?
627 · Oct 2013
Still life ~ still love?
Jack Oct 2013
A painting of a flower
in a glistening cut glass vase
Captured of a time before
when the light was perfect,
the fragrance sweet and the petals
soft as vanilla pudding

still life ~

Our love was that of dreams,
picture perfect
Captured in a photograph,
placed in a heart shaped
ornate silver frame
displayed proudly on the mantle

still love ~

days later petals lie
scattered on the floor
in random patterns
wilted and curled, pale and drab,
a brown stem in stagnant water,
the vase stained and glistening no more

no life ~

months later, shards of glass lie
scattered on the floor
an empty broken frame rests
face down in the ashes
of the photo, torn to shreds
and burned

no love ~
Jack Jun 2014
~

Step into the parlor
The fires spent, still burn
Painted in the faded tint
Nightmare shades to turn

Broken slabs of conscience
Rotted to the core
Splintered in a thousand words
Never heard before

Gears abide the grinding
Slapping to the beat
Shards of incandescent lights
Flavoring the meat

Slicing as you swallow
Whispering refrains
Caught like someone else's fate
Filtered through the shame

Dressed along the hallway
Mirrors shout their fear
There among the carpet stains
Distant as is near

Gasp for all you bother
Feast that final breath
Blood shall ring the butlers call
Long beyond your death
626 · Oct 2014
In poetry
Jack Oct 2014
~

Subtly surmised
of this bed sheet warmth,
                darkened skies felt,
       Lost in silent hours
of a dream

         A beauty unbelieved
in flowing nightlace
                             Drinking from the fountain
       of every joy I have longed
Aglow where shadows
        once traced

Song birds lift
          of growing branch,
new leaves in velvet green
                      shading marigold sighs
     falling from calla lily skies,
         resting upon my heart

A touch greets
             cumulus milk paint skin,
salted of time,
      weathered in season’s charge
Coated satin emerging,
                               reclaiming its glisten of youth,
            breathing

Whirlwinds gather,
                   swirls of tapestry patterns
float me on
            cut crystal wings a’ shimmer
Soaring into your arms
                A’ feel of kite string wisps
          as love takes me
            to you

I found you in a dream
                               *I write you in poetry
625 · May 2014
Sometimes
Jack May 2014
Sometimes

In crowded room
filled to capacity
wall to wall people
faces in drastic shapes and sizes
expressions fleeting and comical
voices gather into one sound
like the roar of an engine
constantly locked in neutral
revving at the slightest whim
never going anywhere

Yet here I stand

Nothing special
unnoticed as if in a room filled with mirrors
staring at myself
wondering why I am even here
reversed order, backwards is forwards
steps move in differing directions
and I come to realize
that sometimes
all we have…
is ourselves
625 · Nov 2013
Don't you cry tonight
Jack Nov 2013
Give me a whisper and give me a sigh

Those soft words following the emotions in your eyes
Exhaling poetry on my whimpered dreams
Take from me all that I can give while
reaching for that sunset…a distant prism of light

Give me a kiss before you, tell me goodbye

Soft lips in sad shapes, downturned towards darkened fears
Moist as they meet in wilted wishes
Walking away…a silhouette of that which I long for
As tears drift on questioned zephyrs

Don't you take it so hard now and please don't take it so bad

To know this feeling, I swear I don’t
Still calling out in echoed chants flowing naked valleys
Hoping you hear, praying you smile, asking you to listen
Before the moon fractures in cosmic sorrow

I'll still be thinkin' of you and the times we had...baby

Eternal visions find you and me, hand in hand
Dancing on quiet shores, melodic surf rhythms
In memories of what once was, what should be
and the stars drip into anguished teacups pleading

Don’t you cry tonight…
Written with the help of Guns n Roses, "Don't Cry"
624 · Sep 2014
Spilling Ink
Jack Sep 2014
Spilling Ink
Branded as a silent theme
when all but the last call out
in unrecognized voices
of all black piano keys
chanting in circles
humming spheres of latent thought
bringing in the melodies
of a fractured symphony
out of tune with society
singing praises of the unknown
in 3-part harmony
when two can’t sing
and the third is me
sitting quietly
in my poetic corner
spilling ink
on the scars
of my now
hidden in plain sight
past
623 · May 2014
Stupid Damn Cat
Jack May 2014
~

Stupid **** cat


Attempting sleep on the balcony, a railing at my back,
twisted iron creating stripes on my skin
Crisscrossing as I slide across a Craigslist mattress
or not, still my body moves

slightly used

The cool night air shifts direction
west becomes east (ah east) on a northerly flow
Dry leaves gather at my feet, dead but still with some color left
extending beyond the shadows now painting me with patterns

security lighting

Small slits where my eye lids blink find the neighbor’s cat
now chooses my chest to sharpen its claws
A quick swat sends him flying,
taking small pieces of my skin as a trophy

starting from scratch

New scars eventually seek old scars,
I can feel them reaching, (blood trickles on wrinkled sheets)
digging through my skin, exploring the muscle,
the tissue, finding the damage done to my heart

sliced open

Tunnels carved into my body, wormholes to a different dimension
Time passes beyond the depths of my being, flooding streets
and low water crossings with the pain (excruciating), echoes holler,
holding the volume to a dull roar  

strange sounds

A siren in the distance startles me, breath leaves me as I sit up
reaching for my chest, nothing is there
Alongside me you sleep, peacefully
I touch your skin , a smile finds your face

so very beautiful

And I thank my lucky stars for sleep (finally), this dream,
the comfort, the softness in visions pure of love,
as reality is left outside, two stories up
on a balcony with a twisted iron railing...

stupid **** cat
623 · May 2014
Blinded Garden
Jack May 2014
~


Muddy shoes walk on helpless backs,
treachery a’ dance in the foothills of spite
Blaming only the scented dreams,
not the evil lurking in the thistle

“Blinded by beautiful gardens discretely nurtured of poison thorns”

Chalkboards erased and rewritten,
white letters fanning flames of deceit
In handwriting we thought we knew,
only cleverly disguised as friendly

“We trust, we smile, we fall, we cry…repeat”

When dust on coat strings settles
and seams of doubt ensue
Positioned on a ledge of lies, we jump…
for changes happen overnight

“Lessons learned but quickly forgotten in blooms of naïve beliefs”

Now as the pain of broken walls
crumbles, landing heavily on the gut
A swift kick releases the breath
of whom we thought to believe

*“It is the caring heart that gets ripped to shreds; it is the evil heart that feels no pain”
623 · May 2014
One sky
Jack May 2014
Quiet echoes bring the night of cricket song and firefly
Masks of clouded abstract shades intercept
Foaming colors take the eye to moments of shadowed dreams
Crimson plumes beneath a starlit canopy
Cars, like low flying jets, unaware, stay within the highway lines
Footing soft on dry grass down paths not yet carved

A sphere, above mature pecan trees, appears as curtains lift
igniting the eastern sky in beaconed majesty
Slowly puzzle pieced mist clears and bursts of color,
rainbows of dark bands announce the arrival
as this evening’s lunar show begins amidst
heavy sighs and mesmerized smiles

Full in splendor, basking in myth,
the blue moon, distant yet touching the soul
for this night is shared, beyond horizon’d glare
and focused thoughts of two places, two hearts, one sky
Whispers follow beams of ancient descent, quietly finding her
hoping she will hear and know…for it is this moon that connects us
620 · Jul 2013
Nothing left to write
Jack Jul 2013
Sitting there in open form…breathing,
savoring a moment that claims the eyes
Collecting thoughts in a simmering row
of pasted visions on the curtains of a smile…
claiming nothing out of the sort

                     ~fingers dance the moonlight
                       along a sleepless trail
                       pecking seems the order
                       as endings never fail~

Glowing like an ember fused,
beneath a mantle trimmed and shorn
Hidden in the lonely darkness
once presented in a cluttered dream
of pine cone cushions
and wicker trimmed French kisses

                    ~words of stained glass meanings
                      in shadows on the pew
                      shaped to form the pattern
                      as light evades the view~

Groans of indecision
plague this page, smudged and weary,
scribble in fury and folded neatly
Edges meet in distracting lines
on crossword clues reaching down
across the face of what I have done

                    ~ink it merely scratches
                      the surface of the night
                      still I sit here staring
                      with nothing left to write~
618 · Apr 2014
Static
Jack Apr 2014
~

Static

Scattered wavelengths
from a worn out speaker
cracking with each unbalanced bass note
Finding my brain on overload
and a slower heart beat
out of tune

Static the union,
tuning dial gone, volume at high
glowing in the corner of cobweb melodies
lingering on a distant shelf
now sinking lower in this
roadside armchair

An empty bottled fortress
collects the pain at my feet
glass brown soldiers stand,
bottle cap mementos flip
like dancing beans on a folding table
at El Mercado

One more for the road
a staggering venture
along crooked dotted lines, weaving nonsense
two at a time, smirking
snickering like a Pryde-ful ending
mimicking the way

Still the static, white noise,
foaming seas on wavelength casualties
and the trees cry, when birdsong of night
haunts with a sound
interrupting the dance of the beer container guards
and I tap a painful toe
Pryde-ful...invoking my poetic license
Jack Sep 2014
~

You
Your words
Speak to me
Early morning longings
Soft distant sounds
Far away affections
Lunch hour lingerings
Skyline whispers
Subway quivers
Caressing thoughts
Touching senses
Embracing emotions
Erasing fears
Coaxing smiles
Late night sighs
Speak to me
Your words
*You
614 · Aug 2014
Breathing
Jack Aug 2014
~

I breathe
as if it means nothing,
no thought or planning
A rhythmic thing
that just happens

~in and out…silently~

Little notice is taken
until I find your smile,
your beauty, your love
and then I gasp, for in that instant…
I am breathless
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614 · May 2014
Fault Lines
Jack May 2014
Somewhere far beyond this faux grin I wear
lies the fault…in all of its lined fashion
Emptiness lingering on a sifted thought,
reaching for anything that resembles what we had

It appears on a thin white stripe, as a banner
of frightening horizontal access…merely a tap required,
and I freeze…wide eyed, glaring amongst holding pattern tears,
scared to death while revealing what waits…

There was a time when this occurrence
was that of a beautiful sunrise, a fresh cup of coffee
and my heart would skip a beat…now it stops, flat line,
daring me to breathe

As I read your words, over and over…and over again,
like a jagged line in the vinyl, spinning slowly,
bouncing back to the beginning, my eyes search,
longing for a phrase, a chance slip in the ink

Dissecting each italicized letter, I find
fonts of beauty delivering curlicue pain while
draping my heart with paragraphs of brocade fabric dreams
shredded and left out to dry…fading in the sun

Even looking away it still remains, staring back,
spelling out the fault…I see it and I hate it, for
like my faint refection in this lighted screen…
I recognize it…and it is me
I was wrong
614 · Aug 2014
Dawn Dreaming (10W)
Jack Aug 2014
-

I close my eyes
and
see you in the sunrise
613 · Aug 2014
Magic Words
Jack Aug 2014
For Joe Cole's Magic Challenge**

Magic Words

He practiced his magic out there in the yard
on the crest of this fine summer’s eves
A trick he had found waiting there in his heart,
he knew he just had to believe
~
For there was a girl who smiled oh so pretty
on a front porch right there, up the street
And all he could hope was that magic would help him,
if only a chance just to meet
~
He set up his props, a box made of cardboard
and showed it was empty inside
Then took a scarf, tinted blue like the heavens
and still he had nothing to hide
~
He looked her direction and grinned when he notice
that she was now looking at him
He put on his hat and rolled up his sleeves,
the time it was right to begin
~
With a wave of his hand, he made her appear
from the box with a scarf colored blue
Just three magic words, she needed to hear
when he whispered to her, I love you
612 · Dec 2014
Take me home
Jack Dec 2014
~

A heart so fine in charcoal skies
of breath my mind does see
This captured feeling locked inside,
alone as to believe

For what shall come of morning tides,
along the wish filled shore
In seashell decorated time
to want your love once more

What sent this ship of harbor dreams
to sail a course so lost
As currents bide my every whim,
now simplified the cost

When once the sunrise happiness
did take a weathered turn
For but a few words offered up
in lessons I have learned

My sails, the moon’s reflective light,
does glow an empty grin
Atop the wave’s deserted flight
to want you here again

For this shall be my journey true
in aimless rambled roam
If I have not the love of you
I sail these seas alone

Of courses kept in lock and key,
an island beach does call
Upon this deck on bended knee
Amidst the darkened squall

As life will raise its mighty hand
of you that I do seek
Collapsing firm upon this man
in testaments of weak

Come set these chains that hold me tight,
my body craves the pain
As on these seas of bright moon light
I cry within the rain

When time does dance and hours pass,
I plead these charcoal skies
Explain to me how this can be
in scenes before my eyes

“Take me home,” my heart does call
begin this journey new
For I now live a nightmare’s creed
without the love of you
611 · May 2014
1 dumb 1 (10W)
Jack May 2014
If my radio is active,
does that make it radioactive?
Ok, I know...shut up Jack...but it is Friday and this place seems a bit dull today. :)
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