poems written on the fly

and so goes the morning

In poem, poetry, art, d. james, writing, literature on 25 January 2012 at 3:30 pm

staring
out the window
watching the light change

bare trees
drag shadows
across gray
roof-tops

sunlight glints
off passing cars

the day goes on
with or without us

(D James)

climbing the mountain

In poem, poetry, art, d. james, writing, literature on 24 January 2012 at 2:06 pm

the blank page
stares back at me

silently mocking
my attempts
to scribble
something

of weight

the blank page
like a snow-covered
mountain

challenges my ability
to communicate
and whisper-laughs
at my thoughts of words

until I say
to the blank page
“ok, you write something”

then there is silence
and I can finally settle down
to begin the work of stringing words
together into something that makes sense

to someone
somewhere

(D. James)

what are we

In art, d. james, literature, poem, poetry, writing on 24 January 2012 at 3:57 am

light and dark
laughter and tears

never and always
right and wrong

bone and dust
blood and guts

intransigent and flexible
solid and liquid

everything
and
nothing

(D James)

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