discover inspiration

Posted on March 19, 2016 by jaybeasley2
doors are closed and the only heat
is either coming from me or a blanket
shifting ust a little in order to get more
comfortable with where you relax at
one cup of hot chocolate for each of us
very spicy sauce all over the soup
every bite just right like a matress of perfect softness
ready for the movie of the evening or just
interesting games that can
need some imagination with thier laugh and chat
showing the new favorite show to the
person i wanted to see it the most in the world
included in a pile of pillows while the windows fog up
right now i can get up and start shivering
anticipating each minute untill the moonrise
took a few extra vitamins on this occasion
in the interest of making it to the next day
on the time of our connecting
not a thing or person can keep me from you
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to rock the boat again

Posted on March 13, 2016 by jaybeasley2
today i am sure i do not want to
overhear a single comment about how
really odd my life is
or even one word
can you believe some days i have
kind of lost my sense of humor
tipped my over the edge where there are no laughs
happiness comes in the form of
eager long strolls under the street lights
beginning so far from the busy street lights and the people
on this occasion i am unable to relax
after i have found a way to stop thinking
then i can let the heartbeat slow down a little bit or
take my time getting a bite while slowly breathing
opening my mouth for any reason besides speaking
not sure where my mind will wander to next
in the interest of peace i will avoid people
good news would be hearing no words but
having someone be very supportive anyway
that may be the biggest thing i ever ask
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Posted on March 9, 2016 by jaybeasley2
putting touches on a
last piece of house i want keep
after the past has been said goodbye to
yawning after a long day’s work is done
in that bedroom i was first reading under a blanket
next to that was the room grand paws taught me poker
getting to first make out with friend girl downstairs
coming home from the first track meet that year
opportunity to learn pool that summer and
maybe not hide my first beer while i hear granma’s jokes
puppies being chosen for work on the farm
leaning forward to sun the back on that lawnmower
inching quietly across the porch with a juice at sunset
chasing butterflies or swinging on a rope
after dinner reading by the fireplace
treating ourselves to cherries and cream at midnight
every morning we discussed the teachers in history
dedicated to the peace that comes with family
growing in many directions and many ways
awesome collections of the
mighty snowstorms that find us wherever we are
eventually disappearing in the darkness of a den
soft edge past evolves into a hard line future
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project car part

Posted on March 7, 2016 by jaybeasley2
possibilities of a past delusion
revulsion of a secret that was lost again
organic reading of the pilot light and stars
justice in our own home and hiding room
effort put into a dinner appreciated while these
concluding logic tastes know stout is somewhere in it
tossed on the sea of potatoes
compulsive as the white salt and black pepper
among the tiny soy and peas and carrots
repay with a few kind words and a toast
playing in a seedless side soda bread
amazing shephards pie seeps in
ready to share a night with you
touring taste as the need to rest in our sore bones
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depression placement

Posted on March 5, 2016 by jaybeasley2
diving in and out of a groove
evening out the dark and light mood
placing each foot down with force
right when the dance calls for it
endure these flashes of moving through time as
space between minutes all begins fading together
sifting out the waiting and driving out the words
in the fashion of our anchient ancestors
other people might as well not exist
never again will the path be deviated from
put yourself in the shoes of a being of fire on the moon
let yourself rest and you freeze so keep moving
allow the storm in your brain a moment to rally
coasting down a thought stuck in fifth gear
edit whatever would stop or get off this trip
monsters sometimes hide behind the eyes
endure all evilness to reach the good
now the
tomorrows all look better
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morning evolution

Posted on March 3, 2016 by jaybeasley2

Meaning only the best
Opening my eyes on the first sound
Rolling over and pulling off the blanket
Not one moment of hesitation before I rise
Into the beverage maker goes the water…(tharr be more)
Not one minute later I am under some steam myself
Going out of my way to get ready all quiet style
Eventually pulling on some clothes
Velocity of movements gather speed while
Opening doors and activating the morning
Loading the brain with fuel or observed opportunity
Veins of light begin growing across the floor
Inside the room a waking up rumbles around the bed
Nosing into the Orange light of breakfast time
Getting out joining the world and ready for it

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protection of property

Posted on March 2, 2016 by jaybeasley2

Placing my hand on my head
Reaching into the thoughts that assault me
Organizing how to fight that plague
These times are made to test your nerves
Empty threats don’t live around here anymore
Carry me off to the horizon, I ask the wind
Trading the stillness for persistent movement
If you want me here then let me know
Offer up a sip from today’s golden cup
Now that you know how much poison is in it
Only you can cause my earthquake to stop
Focused on the current year and not the past
Probably always had a good reason
Right on time and still a few years late
Only you can bring me back to glad acceptance
Peering out at the existence we once knew
Every curve in the road is just a challenge
Ready and waiting to be overtaken
Tempest filled times that do not quit
You make nervous storms an enjoyable rocking ship

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year end

Posted on February 29, 2016 by jaybeasley2

its not that I

didn’t really miss you dear

I respect you ravishingly

and you want to discipline me strongly

but now I realize

that you and I are so alike

you were already on that page and knew

that I didn’t do anything halfway

but that sweet Christmas eve

as quiet and calm as it snowingly ended

and as fun among fussiness, sadness,

hugs and many beers, we were not

afraid of ending up here

happening just like this

seeing just what we are seeing

and I would not

ever get this moment back once more

so if this is my only chance

time to go for it

lets roll

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personal independence

Posted on February 24, 2016 by jaybeasley2
play the cards that you are dealt
everyone has to do that same thing
risk it all or just tip-toe through the mousetraps
sinking ships happen for a reason
open your mouth less and your mind more
never really believed in coincidences
all that you put in to life is what you get out of it
lean into the wind and don’t give up
increase the fight against any doubt
no sadness can win if you struggle hard enough
during your down time dont forget to dream
end the worry and the weight on you will be lighter
please those who are there for you
exit each day knowing you did your best
names of people who wronged you must be forgotten
direct your endurance in better destinations
equalize the attention you give your interests
no grudge or enemy should be kept forever
collect those happy moments and make life a glad song
eventually all problems shall pass
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found

Posted on February 24, 2016 by jaybeasley2

the unbelievable
scream
of the night becoming dawn or another
rate of coming fire we have gathered for
and that is all in the preparation
that we are required because off we go
on the way or at least in a
way of getting there as the
brightness we always feared is getting
here faster than we can escape it
I saw that collected street light
starburst of stolen travel
both I and my watch saw this coming, my doll
but I looked for you
and I never went to the phone
half-heartedly
when I replied to you I just knew
that life was too short to not
tell you the truth
I would sooner disown the sun
than leave you alone

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