set

Posted on January 1, 2015 by jaybeasley2

a pace
at which things are growing
making the sand
set at making
knowing
connecting
resetting
there are just so many times I am going to say this
I know you know I missed you
and where are we made
or where are we now
how many times you need to be cured
of an illness that seems self inflicted
and you have never been so excited
as the idea of a future
that we can share together
placing my face in your hands
picking out the fun to have
going at a maximum slowness
don’t forget
we have a date set

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deep

Posted on December 31, 2014 by jaybeasley2

a hundred days
a thousand hours
and here you are again
jumping on the chance
as I take the bandwagon away
and make the last homecoming
dance just for us as it always was
making the place where the love light breathes
and you know this park as well as I do
and maybe we can rememorize the
silly things we said and so did
so very long ago
but winters are still the same here
and the cars heat up the same way
the same speed
and you are never going to believe that I came back
for your eyes
and to hope you meet my mom
while we get a lunch or three together
and the code of our glances
make the snow seem less cold
and we wake up
to the bark of a dog
and we were never that far apart
no matter how many miles it was,
anyways…

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late

Posted on December 28, 2014 by jaybeasley2

this moment
frozen and taken in
staring at the ceiling
imagining and seeing a blank canvas
with the big thoughts all projecting up
and you’re inside my mind
making a ponderous time so clear
while the air heats up once more
I can sense a burst of energy
in order to arrive home
on time or before that
for walking miles through
the snow so deep it is up to my shins
to meet you for a beer or three
on the weekend of fun and yawns
from too much fun had the night before
with you here
I want even more

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eve

Posted on December 27, 2014 by jaybeasley2

the light blue
is ever so slowly entering
as our warmth is
flowing from one moment to the
next as a brief awakening
is the whole galaxy in our room
of time and glow and unification
that our arriving back into the
world of our happy connecting
and joining together as we descend that
mountainous slide of bonding
that is now our journey and
if I can be so glad that this
is what happened when I could
not have predicted this time
last year I would one day be here
and I know this, I am so high-
spirited to be in this place
that nothing and nobody can
ever bring me down again…

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final week of december

Posted on December 24, 2014 by jaybeasley2

faces that compare
your every move
to what should be done
and the crossing of a border
on the time when it is risky
when you get up and move
because you know you have to
the cause of your last day here
makes the goodbye that much more
and the cold will fade
even if the memories won’t
and a common mistake
is not even taking one thing
with you when you leave
being so distant from the way you once were
and making your next year
the very best one ever
eventually means you need to keep
your head up
because no one lives forever
so this was meant to be

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amnesia day

Posted on December 22, 2014 by jaybeasley2

after a few moments
of holding of breath
it stopped;
it was only the sound of wind
but the fact that the silence ended
was reassuring,
what wasn’t the same was the air.
cool. cold.
and everything in the room was exactly
how he left it.
that was a very
unusual thing,
breaking open his mind,
he knew,
somehow,
that it reeked of unusual circumstances.
on his shoes,
the socks he had worn the day before.
a hesitation made
him look at the ground twice
for a moment before
he put his feet down on the floor.
gut instinct,
something
he knew was trained into him,
made him look under the bed when he stood.
there was one aspirin
under the bed.
nothing else.
what was going on here?
who am I?

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december falls

Posted on December 21, 2014 by jaybeasley2

there is always a little
bit more stress around the lake this time of year
and the crown upon the tree
is going to be set
before the next snow falls
but we have always been a
pair of gloves
and like the ending of the
perfect movie
we still found each other even if
it had been so many years
and we both ride off into the sunset together
after a night of
drinking cold and frosty green creamy drinks
and climbing on top of chairs to dance
laying down on a couch
and taking coats on and off
as we went from one loud reckless bar to another
rolling dice in a game and
showing a painting we made
candles on a table and
conversations of friendship
people who hadn’t seen each other since Halloween
last but not least
by the time I get you home
I am helping you walk
and the passing out on the floor
before a warm tub of water and bubbles
and then we both get under covers
among the heat of the night
and hold each other tight…

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city to country

Posted on December 18, 2014 by jaybeasley2

as I wrestle myself away from my work
and my brain stumbles out of the creepy gloom
that is office work regularly
sliding into a deep cellar
of thoughts which lean to the
fields and trees where the people of
a different cloth are stirring
the fire and telling tales
breathing the frost and
curling fingers prepare
meat to be cooked and eaten off a stick
made the trek through the
wilderness to get here that much easier to take
when I could see that they
were going to be gathered
to start the seasons change
with a few words and acceptance of all the things done
in the last year
as a way to begin welcoming in the
next twelve months
under the stars

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untitled

Posted on December 17, 2014 by jaybeasley2

feasts
fiends
making people scream
like a man used to torture
who couldn’t be bothered
to remind his brain
to forget everything
the air in here keeps telling me
but I cannot
tell myself
I look around at the
red brick walls
and I cannot bring myself to
avoid reliving
the many times we met in rooms
exactly like this and talked until
dawn about everything except
what was right in front of us
I would have given the
entire world of mine
to somehow talk cupid into
putting an arrow into your heart
I would not have
looked away that time
but now you
are so far away from me,
it hurts.
the grasping of your shoulders
when we hug is not enough
I want to see you every morning
I wake up
just by rolling over
if I don’t say something more than
ever before,
it may never happen…

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rememberances

Posted on December 16, 2014 by jaybeasley2

to make the chill
of a few words go away
takes only the most helpful
of people remembered
and I know when I was young
it was easier to let the
bad things flow like
water off your back
it was never a place or
time that could do it, but it
may have been a memory of a
person. there is a person bent on
a bench, slowly looking around
as if imitating moving in slow
motion. the day was moving from
grey to sunny and back again,
and the motivation for a reason
to do anything except sit had long
since passed. it was a day when
the atmosphere was not any
particular way, but waves of
different temperatures and moods
curl around like tides in a pool.
and the hair and clothes and dirt show
that this man had spent the last few
nights outside, on that bench.
and shaking from the cold, a jacket is
being clamped around by the
hands that are freezing. eating snow.
how could I not recognize myself?

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