final removal sign

Posted on September 1, 2017 by jaybeasley2
finding the moon smiling down again
introduced to the eve like a dear friend
now getting to see something you missed over and over
associated with history and memories
letting each new experience
remind you why life is so very precious
emitting the glow of a brand new view
motivated to go where you are needed
on the off chance you may also be remembered or
valued like the lucky coin you always take with you
and special like finding a way down the mountain
letting the river choose its own path
sing a little song to the birds in the trees
introduced to a few beautiful hours
generate the goal needed to arrive
not content just being alive
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emotional fossil

Posted on August 30, 2017 by jaybeasley2
eventually remember those claws on my back
money is a demon that hides your thoughts
offers you an excuse to be greedy or proud
there are temptations to get angry daily
it isn’t possible to put me there anymore
off on the distance i see that in my history
nearby the connection recently obtained
answering a call from
little experiences
found when i peer deep down into my joy
only you are what i need in this world
silent kiss all the whole day long
shifting the entire way of thinking of things
intermittent little sunshine
lifting stress of my shoulders
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presence unknown

Posted on August 27, 2017 by jaybeasley2
plying the trade again
roaring down the emotional highway
energized by these distances covered
someone fearlessly by my side would be nice
evidence that i am disconnected from most
nevermind how many people i have helped
circuses like this do not appeal too often
empty your pockets and walk out the door
until you return you will not need anything anymore
night diamonds will be what guides you
knowledge being what is your true north
nobody can tell you what to do any longer
order yourself to think as if you are not yourself
wishes exist to remind us who we are, like dreams do
none of your past can effect you unless you let it
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goddesses serpent

Posted on August 26, 2017 by jaybeasley2
gifts of time when you have none
ordered to follow in the footsteps of the workers
during the heat and enduring the wind
donating what you can to the people who need it
eloquent sounds that nature has rehearsed
soft like a portrait of time and place
sitting like a crown on the head of a minister
either the symbols were there or a new one being made
second only to the books that speak of them
supplied therein by the histories that love thinking
ending this past way of thinking is vital
remove from your brain my hesitance for the future
permanent altering of an approach to existing
entry for a place you never knew
nouns to delineate and define won’t apply
this world is a kaleidoscope
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moving upwards again

Posted on August 23, 2017 by jaybeasley2
moaning in tune with a song, a great
orange circle dies behind the rainbow,
vital to your happiness is the wants delivered
it is not just what you want but when,
nearby those who are starving might be cold
geta picture of that every time you bite
under the highway people made
places to escape the heat of the day and
wander the streets to get to the point where
all ends won’t meet but the hours were easier
red cloth valued by each walking dancer
doing thier best shuffle in our mean streets
some of the enlightened help others as best as they can
after the bridge breaks then there is release
great waterfall of spirit finally awakes
and all the strength needed rises
introducing the flame without saying the name
need this smoke to travel to the ancients
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to believe

Posted on August 22, 2017 by jaybeasley2

You have a chance.
Every day,
Once a day you have a chance,
A chance to give some one a happy feeling
Just one time…
That one day
It might mean everything…
And every day
You have a chance
At least once a day,
You have that chance,
To give your self a present
You must give yourself that permission
You must give yourself the present

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incorrect memory

Posted on August 20, 2017 by jaybeasley2
it arrived at me like a memory
now the day has started and we
convince ourselves to do what we said we would
opening the door to the burning sear
rising up to meet the heat of the street
rattling these bones and heart like a drum
enduring the land sending messages to us
complete the cycle and come back to the fire
time to take care of the jobs that are there
make the whole entire clock about what should get done
even though we are
moving in this process apart we are still very together
one and only day of this kind that exists
really like birthday and a christmas because
you let me be your giving knight sentry
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aching generates fear

Posted on August 17, 2017 by jaybeasley2
actual days pass like minutes, then
coming back home i rationalize all this
hate it when you tell me i can do better
infuriating while it makes me wonder
now why would you choose to say that
get it through your head if i wanted to
go? maybe i would but i choose to be here
egg white skin like yours is what
nobody would dislike but you keep it hidden away
every time you get drunk you want to go
right after you sober up its like it never happened
and a hangover means you don’t talk or touch
torture is when you get to kiss me but not vice versa
enduring each part of the rollercoaster
shedding light on my devotion to you
fighting is not something i would do
early before dawn i wake up again
across the air the energies commence
red blood ounding in your veins
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catching letters

Posted on August 16, 2017 by jaybeasley2
catching letters on the paper in time
across the air sounds of perfect syllables
twist and dance and find a way to stretch
collecting a few happy thoughts
halfway through the end of summer already
if it was up to me then i will open the cave
not going to remove the lock on your heart
give your everything or sit down
letting a beast of energy out for an
evening that needs a growl
there are no paths that lead here besides your own
think i would know better than to help the drowning
each time makes the loss even worse
right in time to remind the brain’s fireworks
staying awake until midnight tonight
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drowning bottle

Posted on August 14, 2017 by jaybeasley2
dare to become what you want
remember while you strive, that
only the very wisest people
watch more than they talk and
need to listen when others need to leave,
important as you belive light is,
night is when you can observe all flaws
growing in your soul will
be what rewards you more than anything else
onto the next
taste of what the buffet of life has for you
take into your brain what everything means
let it sift into you logic like melting cheese
end all doubt
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