Tag Archives: poems

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 … Continue reading →

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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 … Continue reading →

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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 … Continue reading →

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12-13-14

Posted on December 15, 2014 by jaybeasley2

whole hours go by and I can think of nothing but you if I had seen you then I probably would have run to you so the white roses I delivered to you represented the snowflakes of our love on … Continue reading →

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wish note

Posted on December 13, 2014 by jaybeasley2

washing up across the path I have seen the new cold season and night having the time of their lives not only this time but every time on top of the moon a star winks at you testing the boundaries … Continue reading →

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taps

Posted on December 12, 2014 by jaybeasley2

ever so restless and able to be determined while the sky glows red I see the changing of the leaves falling down on me blasting the mindset I had always grown up with and another stream of cold wind has … Continue reading →

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simple song

Posted on December 11, 2014 by jaybeasley2

art touches that part of us that exists above the struggle for survival and beyond all human reasoning; there are ways to become and unknown revolution soul inside this chosen devotional, but do not guess about who I am when … Continue reading →

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she said… (imagined monologue)

Posted on December 10, 2014 by jaybeasley2

You don’t know that I am happy in my bitterness. Which only makes sense. But I have had enough of this, I would be glad to stop doing so many things if I thought you could sacrifice for me, but … Continue reading →

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mist

Posted on December 9, 2014 by jaybeasley2

making a portrait of this exact moment its a cold night outside and I am no longer going to stay in it will be a long and unforgiving walk before I feel like we will be able to talk and … Continue reading →

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dream

Posted on December 8, 2014 by jaybeasley2

some places we have been before, some spaces make a story for themselves, the pieces are going to fit if you cannot find a way to make all the moves between where we are and where we were, another tropical … Continue reading →

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