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Julian C Jaynes Nov 2018
The thoughts that swirl in my head
Make me dizzy
And weak.
There's a woman on the street.
She's waiting for her lover
Absent-mindedly staring at her phone.
She's wearing a pretty dress.
The slim, black kind.
She knows he's going to propose.

She's trying to decide
How to tell him
No
But doesn't know how.


Beside her is a man in sandals
He's bald, he's buff
He's wearing sunglasses.
A weak attempt at covering
His black eye.
His boyfriend came home drunk again
He doesn't know how to get out.
He's blinded by his love.
He wishes someone out there
Understood.

Beyond him is a little girl.
Adorably freckled, cute as a button
And smart as a whip.
She's failing in school.
Her parents are concerned.
They don't know that her uncle
“Loves” her too much.
They don’t know about the baby.
She won’t tell anyone.
She doesn't know how.

The only true kindness of the world is this:
This world will end one day
And the Pain...
Will...
Stop.
Julian C Jaynes Nov 2018
Some would say love is a fiery passion
I simply say it is love
Passion is different from love in its actions
These ideals generate different reactions
Love prompts a gentle, sweet sigh
Passion, it thunders, much to love’s detraction
Passion is often mistaken for love, and
When it burns out people frown
And assume that love slips through fingers like sand




It’s an awful structure
That’s bound to rupture
So we must nurture
Love’s own true structure
Love can change

It goes up and down and all around
But never away

It is quite strange

Sometimes you’ll frown
Then turn around, and once more be gay

Love isn’t loud
It isn’t proud
It sits and stays
So long passion
I found a mission, so go away

I’m found, completely, sweetly in love, and
I’ll never stray.
My first posted poem in years. Literally. If it’s garbage it’s garbage, I don’t care. I’m just happy to write again.
Julian C Jaynes Nov 2017
I travelled down this wondering road
Certain of where I'd be
But the paths I chose along my way
Were ones I'd never foreseen.

I'd lost all my desire
I had forgotten passion
Something had doused the fire
I no longer had an obsession.

I spiraled deeper in this pit
And lost all self control
I had a drinking habit
And the drugs, I did them all.

I looked into the mirror
My face came into view
Suddenly things were clearer
I needed something new.

I made some changes in my life
And threw the drugs away
I started taking bigger strides
Towards the life I'd want someday.

Now things are so much better.
But it's not over yet
I still have a little ways to go
To reach the goals I've set.

It's definitely not perfect
The alcohol's still there
But it will be worth it
When I'm happy without a care.
There seems to be a pattern of me taking extremely long breaks between poems. I had a lot happen these two years, and I'm well on my way to becoming the person I want to be. I'm thankful to the people who didn't give up on me, and just thought I'd make a long - overdue post. I don't have a lot of readers, but I thank you for your time and appreciate all of you.
Julian C Jaynes Dec 2015
You know, right now I feel amazing. It's great. I am alive.
I'm full of energy.
Ignore the fact that I haven't been on here in months.
I just want us to sit here for a moment and take everything in.
Just let it all sink in for one second.
All the smells.
The colors.
The sounds.
Let it all waft around you in a glorious display.
Realize that this is life, and there is not a moment to be wasted.
Fall in love.
Get drunk with that friend, you didn't want to work tomorrow anyway.
Drive your friend's clunker around town; it might need a jump start every two or three times you rev the engine, but you shouldn't let that hold you back from enjoying a night around the town. This life is short and so so sweet. Do not just meander along.
Julian C Jaynes Apr 2015
I know no words.
I know no meaning.
I cannot describe to you the explosion of color
Flashing in the night sky
On a glorious Holiday.
I cannot show you the ocean, how it twinkles
And how it loves to play
How she lets the little ones climb upon her back
And tosses them around.
I cannot fathom it.
I am nothing.
I do not have words.
I have mountains of joy.
I have seas of rage.
I have skies of peace.
They are something.
I can give you these.

I can give you these.

I can give you these.





... And so I give thee my life. Take my thoughts. Remember them.
So I decided to try to take a completely different perspective from my usual. Hope you like it.
Julian C Jaynes Apr 2015
Sitting Sitting
Running 'round
Through the halls
Up and down
Grab a quick
Bite to eat
Bring my little sister treats

Sitting Sitting
Run some more
Before I find
This place a bore
Smile and act like I'm glad
That each person tells me the day they had

Sitting Sitting
Slowing down
People stare
Like I'm a clown
But I'm not nervous, I've no fear
Because I'm getting out of here

Sitting Sitting
Driving home...
Man I can't wait
To be alone
It was such a hard work day
I think I'll grab my laptop and play
Just an average day in the life of a host. The restaurant industry is certainly a fast paced environment. I got home today and wanted to write a silly thing about it.
Julian C Jaynes Apr 2015
Darkness wraps around my mind,
Beckoning to me.
The cold is starting to sink in,
I fight to keep the heat.
I rest my head and look above
Towards the fading light.
And as my eyes close one last time,
I bid you all goodnight.
It's late, I'm tired, I'm going to sleep. But not before I share one more poem. I've been slacking quite a bit on my writing.
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