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Posted on April 13, 2015 by jaybeasley2

grief and glory

across the air the sounds ruminate

playing an instrument like a person

while the drops come down from the sky

you broke the sea within me

and made my sky return to the weeping

but nothing seeps in the desire

like knowing you were the only one

to witness these words but couldn’t care less

now I have come to realize that

you will see the world through your own eyes

and they are colored by the people

who get to be as close to you

as the bruises upon your soul but you

trust even the people who would hurt you

because you don’t know what kind they are

or you are much more like them than I thought

and there are a thousand ways

to see the day

but only so many words to explain

new discoveries about you ring true

and the struggle is in the talk

because the future is a bright place

and I have only so far to go before I am

trying as hard as I can

and the race is winning

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task

Posted on April 8, 2015 by jaybeasley2

not knowing which way to go
like a weapon fired blind
higher level thinking
can only reason out so much
like a cat scouting a fish
for some bites to take
but sustained on the chase
more than the meal
mighty mistakes were seen
like the spy in a tux at night
fitting the part
seeing life from the right angle
like you have never experienced it before
being sad at an example
that you knew had meaning
so struck that
it makes it hard to breathe
and the issue of emotion
only plays into it when the bomb is dropped
and young lives are going to see
the definition of a
need to have a face in a book
to find out what reason the danger is
and shutting down the dream
is only so bad to those
who had one to begin with
and everyone knows
if you have the riches
you don’t have the worries
even if you didn’t have to work for it

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toss

Posted on April 6, 2015 by jaybeasley2

all the blanks that I filled in
as the date is what numbers I see
after the cause has happened
and the choices are limited
but the frustrations are endless
so to aspire and wait
as the little details filter in
you have not got enough words
to tell me how to fit the system
not that the mistakes can be taken back
or the forest can become full of trees again
but as the conversation fades
and there is only so many places
we can hide until daylight breaks
lets curl up and make a story
about a few birds
that were separated for too many years
like kids lost in a childrens storybook
when the big bad wolf of there
and do you know that I wanted
to let the dreamy starlight in
when we had the blood moon
this last weekend
and we danced and sang to the crowd
as we have been dreaming
and believing in

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sigh

Posted on April 4, 2015 by jaybeasley2

walking a few miles
as the day last a little too short
a weeks worth of experiences is
coming together in the
accepted way of a melted ice cube
and the clouds have all gone away
we are not as far
scrolling among these
rocks and trees
stones which make a long and lasting path
and branches which shade the close steps
we have only got this one flask
and the night will be here
before we know it
a busy week ahead
needs this as a precursor
to those choices that a collection
of duties await
the couple of
minutes we have a chance
to wrestle the comfort of the sun
as we get to charter a course
that the conversation will take
but only after the taste
of our pretty evening has
become merely an appetizer
to a brand new day

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like snow

Posted on April 3, 2015 by jaybeasley2

there is a danger in knowing the scheme
waking up without the
ability to know where you are going
and I cannot tell if you see
the troubles lurking in the
road ahead
and I know you think you made this decision
with the knowledge you need
but I am torn apart by this
captured minute that you think you understand
but each day is becoming
the torture that I have always wished to avoid
because the insults are
icicles jammed into my eyes
and the criticism is a pain
that I cannot pretend to maintain
but getting away with
just making it through each of these
one day at a time
is the selfish hurt I have never
wished to experience again
but yet here we are
making a choice less uncomfortable is the
truce you will never agree to
so I jump ship soon
if you cannot tell how much that
you are tearing me down
once more

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so

Posted on April 1, 2015 by jaybeasley2

do you see
the sun going down
and miss the days
when that was just the beginning of the
fun
can you tell
that we were
always like this
and you missed
the chance you had
like a flight out of town
or a lunch date forgotten
I just have to be there
when you need a hand
and I can’t give you a ride home ever again
because looking upon you
is now too painfull
and I have enough
of that in my life
already

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hope

Posted on April 1, 2015 by jaybeasley2

Everything is easy
It all makes sense
And all the world
Can laugh at the obviousness
It all seems so silly
That dropping every technology
For just one week
Makes you jump the gun
And take it for granted
That the fun is won
Then you see the
Friendly little text
From your significantly other
To their ex
And everything is
Over-observed @nd misunderstood
Well what do you expect
I loved your words
And we saw our own way

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ah

Posted on March 26, 2015 by jaybeasley2

becoming accustomed to the
way in which you cut through the air
and you are right here
in my mind
little notes you’ve written down
and a giant paw of a tiger
when the case for a
moon telling you what to do
while we went on our path
answers that have unspoken questions
making your final way
on the song that has to be sung
as the clouds that make a
symbol in the air
that all of us have seen before
and porcelain skin that wakes me up
again as the week must end
even if I didn’t want it
I dove into the idea
and I have gotten the touch
from you at last
and I could never do better
ever

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robot detective

Posted on March 25, 2015 by jaybeasley2

making a case is so much
easier in the planning stages and
in your head
that when it comes
time to implement it in real
action it has become difficult to
not have any expectations. There
are only so many ways around just
such a problem;
when you know
where you are aiming at and what you
want, all the difficult decisions only
some thought and a bit of
determination, before the choice you
should make is eminently obvious
and whoever thinks that being so
predictable is bad has never
written a business plan. There are
only a few ways to find out, do
it! Don’t spend any time questioning
or overthinking if you can help
it; time is,
and always has been,
of the essence.

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if you

Posted on March 24, 2015 by jaybeasley2

colors and little dark stillness stars
pointing in every direction
making the ceiling non-existent
founding a spectacular
waiting room for the dance
of life
a dark silhouette
is amazing in its secret language
the turning point
and incredible way
that love found a day
a safety net
the surprise we have
a great gift of time
in time
the insane places we have been and
what we have seen
and I never wanted you ruined or broken
as I have made in mind
as a grief of the way
places or times of
pieced together day
making the weekly roundabout
taking a formative step
where are you right now?
the pasta is getting cold and the
meatballs are steaming for you
and even the cozy blanket is as impatient as the couch
right this moment

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