Tag Archives: poetry

4-1-14

Posted on August 8, 2014 by jaybeasley2

hiding it was in the back of the book a few scrawled together words of the mostly honest type wishes that lead to the pitifull sort of time, away time, apart minutes that multiply to be a touch that we … Continue reading →

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bright

Posted on August 8, 2014 by jaybeasley2

once there was a time when I felt I needed to tell you everything and let you know how good and fun everything had been to stay and now I know the days you wanted were not me locked up … Continue reading →

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untitled

Posted on August 7, 2014 by jaybeasley2

I am scared I flinch and twitch I have been with people who hurt my body who abused me in so many ways I cant even say and it stuck I still jump I still feel like I cant trust … Continue reading →

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Untitled

Posted on August 7, 2014 by jaybeasley2

The long and lonesome road Home reminds me In between trees and Breezes and flowering shrubs and rain Several days come back to haunt me I am not sure how you found me And I don’t want to lose you … Continue reading →

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Untitled

Posted on August 7, 2014 by jaybeasley2

Longing for your touch I travel out and about To where you are, happily, Glancing about the sky and Making sure it will never Again be one single day That passes between the Times I say to you the love … Continue reading →

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comfy sip

Posted on August 6, 2014 by jaybeasley2

these are the wistful moments, shallow times, there is now a kiss waiting for you, but the song changes gears, and I miss you so, while the rain starts again there are ants on the hill and a bird on … Continue reading →

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be ready

Posted on August 6, 2014 by jaybeasley2

broken-ness comes, first in the way that asking for asking for an opinion no longer happens, then by the fulfilling of any other friends wishes before the taking into consideration of you, after that the making of a change that … Continue reading →

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sore

Posted on August 5, 2014 by jaybeasley2

can it be that I am the very most thankful because I am the one with none of the regrets, your sentence of life, my sentence of love and the final last breath of warm reassuring hate, and fury, and … Continue reading →

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lost

Posted on August 5, 2014 by jaybeasley2

your hand reminds me that you probably wasted away the day that I would’ve stayed around to find out what you had to say but it has ben a long time since you recognized any of this because you made … Continue reading →

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Assessment (wet from from my eye tonight means…)

Posted on August 5, 2014 by jaybeasley2

you have arrived. I was far away in the land of dream, and you came. like a slow ghost riding a breeze; you coasted up to me and with a smile that can only mean good things and a hug … Continue reading →

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