Seb and DJ have gone fishing, we’ll be back in September with more poems. If you need a fix before we get back, take a look through the archives, there are a few good ones in there.
The Poets, EL SEBBO and D. James
dark mood of night
Posted by D. James on 27 June 2008
Some nights
are darker
than others
not in moonlight
but in mood
The narrow stares
of strangers
too many loud
angry sounds
The usual
evening birds
are absent
My blood
goes up
as I wait
for a fight
that never comes
A lone cricket
chirps into the darkness
breaking the tension
reminding me
that life
is good
Even if
my mood
isn’t
(D. James)
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Tiny hero
Posted by sdoubinsky on 26 June 2008
After being shot at all day
having fought hideous monsters
and saved his parents
from numerous dangers
the tiny hero
falls asleep
clutching his teddy-bear
EL SEBBO
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falling asleep
Posted by D. James on 25 June 2008
The world
disappears
Everything goes
black
and silent
This lasts
six or seven
hours
Then my eyes
open and the world
is remade
in an instant
(D. James)
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Day breaks with a bang
Posted by sdoubinsky on 24 June 2008
sun in my eyes
my words are empty
your shadow moves on my retina
like a love letter
another day breaks
hope emerges
and I feel like
a cigarette
and a glass of rum
doodledy-dum
time to run
and have some fun
EL SEBBO
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day fade
Posted by D. James on 23 June 2008
The last hour
of summer sunlight
golden and clean
makes everyone
beautiful
Filtered through haze
softer
than the light
at noon
Similar to the dawn
but more powerful
for its proximity
and promise
of nightfall
Feel the final hour
of the day
and hope
for many more
(D. James)
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Another roadside haiku
Posted by sdoubinsky on 20 June 2008
a mockingbird hops by
yellow beak and black head
my thoughts stop for a moment
EL SEBBO
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roadside hiku
Posted by D. James on 19 June 2008
the yellow sign says
do not enter when flooded
why would you do that
(D. James)
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The drug against wars
Posted by sdoubinsky on 18 June 2008
Say no to gods
EL SEBBO
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Blue
Posted by sdoubinsky on 16 June 2008
The sky is mystery
and the sea is a lie
Feelings are inaccurate
and ink is artificial
Yet blue is blue
no matter what
EL SEBBO
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Evening in Sedona
Posted by D. James on 13 June 2008
In the evening
the Red Rocks
turn to Black
A white half-moon
is held in
deep blue sky
As the town
goes quiet
(D. James)
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Red
Posted by sdoubinsky on 12 June 2008
The heart is pink
lips are blue
revolutions are lost
red is a liar
EL SEBBO
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head down
Posted by D. James on 11 June 2008
Some days
it feels like
fighting a fierce wind
You just have
to lean into it
and move a little
slower
(D. James)
Posted in art, d. james, literature, poem, poetry, writing | Tagged: life, nature, struggle, wind | 1 Comment »
White
Posted by sdoubinsky on 10 June 2008
White is the easiest metaphor
EL SEBBO
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Umbrella
Posted by sdoubinsky on 7 June 2008
If writing poetry
is like pissing against the wind
remember that the wind
often changes direction
EL SEBBO
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another day done
Posted by D. James on 6 June 2008
At the end
of the day
when there is
nothing more
to be done
except crawl into bed
give over to sleep
I still fight
with myself
to finish one more thing
before I admit
defeat
(D. James)
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The poet’s consolation
Posted by sdoubinsky on 5 June 2008
A beautiful car
is nothing
compared to
a good conversation
EL SEBBO
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wood
Posted by D. James on 4 June 2008
drifting through the days
like something at sea
big ideas
little motivation
life has become
a dull hum
with flourishes
of brilliant color
(D. James)
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Red
Posted by sdoubinsky on 3 June 2008
if my words were colored
like heads and then hands
then sometimes they could be
red machine or red lips
but mostly red silence
EL SEBBO
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gray area
Posted by D. James on 2 June 2008
If I ever
told the truth
it was a lie
(D. James)
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Sphinx
Posted by sdoubinsky on 29 May 2008
What we could say
is hidden
behind our words
EL SEBBO
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heavy wind, but no rain
Posted by D. James on 28 May 2008
Tonight
a violent wind
blows the city
to dust
Trees bend
people squint
as if in bright
sunlight
A haze
envelops the streets
women wrestle their skirts
hair tossed
every which way
A violent wind
shreds the city
tonight
Palm fronds litter
Sunset Boulevard
the homeless huddle
like refugees
in the entryway
of a long abandoned
nightclub
The weather
is the one thing
this town cannot control
(D. James)
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Japanese lawnmower
Posted by sdoubinsky on 27 May 2008
I am mowing the lawn
a blackbird keeps me company
- almost a haiku
EL SEBBO
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dead-stop
Posted by D. James on 26 May 2008
Spun out
with nowhere
to turn
Looking for
a piece of mind
Knowing it’s
what we make of it
that matters
But still holding back
giving in to frustration
and wasting countless hours
(D. James)
Posted in art, d. james, literature, poem, poetry, writing | Tagged: frustration, lost, out of control, time, waste | 2 Comments »
Precaution
Posted by sdoubinsky on 23 May 2008
I am wearing shades
because I am afraid
my eyes might exist
EL SEBBO
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self-referential riddle #1
Posted by D. James on 22 May 2008
If I told you
I wrote this
for the sake
of writing it
Made it up
just now as
the words for
their meaning
and nothing
more
Would it hold
weight …
respond to gravity?
Or do we have
to assign some other
definition to make it
a poem,
something greater
than what it is?
(D. James)
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TRACERS (To R. Rauschenberg)
Posted by sdoubinsky on 21 May 2008
Robert Rauschenberg has passed away
unfortunately death is not transparent
EL SEBBO
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silent mind
Posted by D. James on 20 May 2008
Searching for things
I cannot find
for what
does not exist
All chatter
and clutter
with no way
to turn down
the sound
or change
the channel
(D. James)
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No one transmitting
Posted by sdoubinsky on 19 May 2008
internet line down for 5 days
stuck here with my own words, munching on my dead
EL SEBBO
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write what you know
Posted by D. James on 16 May 2008
nothing
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dreaming of silence
Posted by D. James on 14 May 2008
Talk talk talk …
words without meaning
phrases that go nowhere
What does any
of this accomplish?
I’d discuss it
but that only
leads us back
to the beginning
(D. James)
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