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James Jarrett Jul 2014
I will be where I should
When the time comes
If you're  lookin' for me
I'll be behind my gun
No time to care
And no time to fear
If you're looking for me
I'll be there
James Jarrett Jul 2014
I do everything to see her happy
Because her smile
Lights a glow in my heart
It shines on me like
The warm spring sun
Making me feel better
To my bones
I do everything to wipe the tears
From her inner child
Those tears that
Never should have been
Kiss her cheek
And make it better
Be the man
She should have had
Love and protect her
Care for her
Let her laugh
Make her smile
Because her smile
Shines like the sun
To my love, the strongest and boldest woman I know who still hurts deep down inside
James Jarrett Jun 2014
I watch what unfolds around us
With a growing feeling of dread
It's like watching the Kennedy assassination
Except we are Kennedy's head
James Jarrett Jun 2014
Friend of my youth with many glories shared

Confidant of my soul and comfort in my arms

My ear hears the saddest thing of all

Where once beat that true heart

Where my head lay to sleep and peace

I hear hollow, thundering silence
I think that dogs are the sweetest and most loyal creatures on the face of this earth. It really ***** when you have to take that final listen to verify that they are gone. And yes, I am aware that I write about anything.
James Jarrett Jun 2014
Loneliness and bitterness
fill her empty shell

Her lying words of love
slowly craft her hell

Trapped within the cell
of dark and twisted brain

All that she can ever give
is cold uncaring pain

Not a tendril of tender emotion
can reach into that soul

Except her own self pity
Poured endlessly down that hole
James Jarrett Jun 2014
I haven't left
Just pounded the inspiration
Out of my hand
With 20 Lbs. of hammer
A hand is a hell of a thing
To have
And it's starting to look
As if it's not healed
So woe for me
As it seems
My muse must live in that hand
And once again
She has fallen down the stairs
I know it ***** and is really not a poem. I have been notably absent because I smashed my hand driving a post in the ground. Healing is long and slow as I am 30 days in. Maybe it will get me depressed and I will be able to write something quality. LOL
James Jarrett May 2014
She melds into the the soft sheets
Her milky white skin
Hot and smooth
Beneath my rough palm
A touch goodbye
That lingers like a kiss
Her words come back to me
As my caress glides over her
I taste her lips
And hot salty tears
And feel her fall into me
As she tells me the news
She is still so young and beautiful
And vibrant
That I almost can't believe it
But I have to
I can see it in her eyes
Her beautiful brown eyes
Say it all
And I just wish it was a lie
A filthy lie
Told only to hurt me
To tear the world out
from beneath my feet
To stab my heart
Until it bleeds
And cut me open
Like a knife
But it's not
For all my wishing
It's true
And now I touch her
On my way out the door
As she sleeps in soft comfort
So warm and peaceful and beautiful
And I don't want to leave
My love, what can I say?
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