rough and ready

Posted on December 12, 2015 by jaybeasley2
ready for the night and dawn
on an occasion of this season of our lives
unless it was not meant to be
getting a needless “one more” speech
having the grasp of this moment in history
after the day has made different people of us
now that it is the meaning behind our discontent
do commence the final long walk up that hill
reading into every little aspect tonight
equal to our joining together like a christmas storm meeting sun
answer to this moving weather
doing this in our blood and in our soul
your hand in mine as we jump
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chasing sunsets

Posted on December 10, 2015 by jaybeasley2
currents in a constant hurry
having an appointment on the distant horizon
after hours view of this last glow
shooting across the top of a world dome
interior of the forest is right here
named after the color of a bright light
giving a shimmer from so far off
still showing signs of the early parts of winter
up on the top of a golden five points is
nameless angel that has glad eyes
showing up sliding on ice
every word you say seems covered with brown sugar
taking my time with everything this time
so looking forward to seeing you
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mysterious luck

Posted on December 9, 2015 by jaybeasley2

moving out the window on a

yellow beam of morning light

stamping the day with a few new

tempting creations made last night

eager to glance down the street while

readying the connections to the

increasing activity every house has

on its sounding board floor or

under the same roof as all the little ghosts

sliding in and out of other peoples rooms

like water that flows to the lowest point

unusual occurrences that rarely get

caught in mid act but will change your mind

keeping your time

 

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we each

Posted on December 5, 2015 by jaybeasley2

The straggler exploded the morons exhumed the cheater flees the royalty murdered the leader rendered the host discovered the believer growls the dieter snarls the vicious belittle the psychotics frighten the observant are frightened the insomniacs twitch the deadly blister the mean redefine the organic discriminate the actors roll the blind fuck the others decimate the hurtful smile the grown assault the thin struggle the bitter celebrate the loners disappear the waiters wait the people welcome the pissed experiment the gloomy screw-up the grifters defy the singer feels the poor reclaim the insane wander the sad sniffle the companions comfort the mentor crumbles

 

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green pine tree

Posted on December 4, 2015 by jaybeasley2

Gifts that are in your mind and
Really never delivered are
Every bit as common as the air we breathe
Each day filled with romantic gestures
Needless thanks and grateful small words
Placing a candle in a lamp on a table
Inside the tree is a bright red ribbon
Nothing can remove the smile in my mind
Ending the night in the glow between branches
Talking care of something that cares for you
Right when you need to be cheered up
Effortlessly climbing into
Exit signs of a broad evening sky

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voices recorded

Posted on December 2, 2015 by jaybeasley2

Volume of sound that can
Only be heard in the quietest of nights
in this case it was only as if
Closing the door and when reopened it
Evoked a whole new place to exist
So different it even felt alien
Reminded of the last day before relocating
Ears that feel like they do not work because
Country sounds that have all faded to nothing
Only be heard in the darkest of midnight
Riddles in the things you do not hear
Doing little tricks on your mind all the time
Equally spooked by silence and sudden noise
Daring to be the first one

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Posted on November 28, 2015 by jaybeasley2

The defining moment of a
Open sky day
Forbidden to speak and surrounded by snow
Ready for wherever the road as I know it goes
The less he spoke to be the one he saw 
The less he spoke about his new place for a goodnight kiss
Dark clouds stop knitting together the best of the atmosphere here to be out and about in the sky
Red reflections in a warm draft of the day Wispy water rolling along the upward aquamarine
Easing to get it for you
And improve Our understanding of the second results in a free kick for an challenge to the succulents Eager to fix my eagerness to be out of the question.
Has the day
Been the same for you?

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the quickest place

Posted on November 18, 2015 by jaybeasley2

The day was amazed and spread all around
Happy and heavy like a well fed dog
Even the sun took its time
Quietly reclining across the sky
Up-stream from the frolicking clouds of spice
Into my collected flavor of fire on Friday
Common mood that makes the whole experience better
Killing time with a blade of good music
Eventually clearing up the fog in my brain
Shifting the gears in a dynamic fashion
There are only so many perfect moments in a person’s
Place in this life and one of mine is when I found you
Like a movie sunset shining on us as we embrace
At last we can get the brief wink of a time zoom
Culminated in a shared month or twenty
Excited to see you Every single time

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happy as the day is long

Posted on November 17, 2015 by jaybeasley2

Having the sunshine greet me
After a night of finally getting good sleep
Pursued by a little ambition and a big motivation
Playing on the field of
Yellow wheat and settled wind inside my mind
And the crossing of the plains of time
Sharing the warm times that a cup of you brings
the flashes of brightness like lightning behind your eyes
Having champagne frosting on your fork tomorrow is
Even better than last Mondays nap
During the day I picture you laughing
All smiles when break time comes
You never got away enough when you could
It makes me think how nobody gets that time back
So grasp each moment the best that you can
Life is like keeping a fish that you caught with your bare hands
Only you can decide the important steps to take first
Needing to relax and enjoy your time tonight
Getting a million tensions ironed out this time

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the delicate services

Posted on November 14, 2015 by jaybeasley2

to the hurt there is no reason, no way the soul can heal
how can any see revenge as anything but the evil path
Every holy message or spiritual book knows to not kill an innocent
deep within downtown there are secrets
even when the lights are blazing
little corners or separated alleys
intimately hide the ghosts of recent
covering up the stolen energies and deadly crimes
across the street from churches or next to bars
taking power from these insane value-hoarders
eventually cursing them to unhappiness and greed
shadows sliding in and out of perceptive consciousness
endless stubbornness that evoke struggles to escape demons
resting right on the edge of observation until the missed step
vital to the creation of evil acts and random curses
invitations to a dangerous side of the less alive world
common sense and morals from a twisted other realm
each good person hurt that day
sensing the tragedy and injustice that this fire had wrought…

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