Author Archives: jaybeasley2

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About jaybeasley2

a writer, a painter, a poet, a wordsmith

forest

Posted on August 11, 2014 by jaybeasley2

I have a great life here, when I am not awake and fat but when the purple flowers are upon my bed I am even happier than that and I do not want the end of all I love to … Continue reading →

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8-10-14

Posted on August 10, 2014 by jaybeasley2

every day I write sometimes it hurts sometimes it heals it is a road hiding from death under a sun that seems to sneak into corners but I keep at it like an owner trying to find the exact food … Continue reading →

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Please just please me

Posted on August 10, 2014 by jaybeasley2

pass the knife over with your words, honey leave me to my time eventually you will tire of this always dedicated love should I ask for anything easy as climbing a mountain of me jumping the gun of self insults … Continue reading →

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away

Posted on August 10, 2014 by jaybeasley2

so something came across today while I sat waiting to be heard I learned the hard way and I asked your airwaves did you get my last message but the city, the arts, the people can distract your antennae while … Continue reading →

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sonnet

Posted on August 9, 2014 by jaybeasley2

mercy is for those who remember their clothes as they flee the lover; and for they who cherish the day they have to run for cover; grace is for he who climbs the tree so it wont get knocked over; … Continue reading →

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leather bound

Posted on August 9, 2014 by jaybeasley2

I made myself into a temple of bones then said “where was I at?” each place I remember was not the place I get to when I remember it last and what happened before I got there in the decision … Continue reading →

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spill it

Posted on August 9, 2014 by jaybeasley2

all days, near bliss, and nearly every moment a famously forgotten reason to find a smile, one short rainstorm of hope and pain before bright afternoon times of aged jungle growing becomes a mighty blue autumn compared to the first … Continue reading →

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4-1-14

Posted on August 8, 2014 by jaybeasley2

hiding it was in the back of the book a few scrawled together words of the mostly honest type wishes that lead to the pitifull sort of time, away time, apart minutes that multiply to be a touch that we … Continue reading →

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asked

Posted on August 8, 2014 by jaybeasley2

paced as we were talking long into the night my head in my hands you talk about pulling apart the fiber of our relationship I am almost in another place hearing an ancient voice because I know what you mean … Continue reading →

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bright

Posted on August 8, 2014 by jaybeasley2

once there was a time when I felt I needed to tell you everything and let you know how good and fun everything had been to stay and now I know the days you wanted were not me locked up … Continue reading →

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