Archive for February, 2010
beauty, desire, gs-h, life, love, mg, morning, night, searching, sleep, soul
In art, d. james, literature, poem, poetry, writing on 26 February 2010 at 2:39 pm
haven’t slept
in my own bed
all week
now it’s later
than late
and I’m faced
with the aloneness
of being alone
in this bed
that’s just
a mattress
on the floor
I miss
your green
eyes
your red
hair
your pale
skin
your
attitude
the way you look
straight at me
in the morning
like a child
who has yet
to learn fear
or know the difference
between themself
and another
and your laugh
pure abandon
in that ha ha ha
the complete unbridled
expression of joy
how will I make it
through the night
and worse
what will I look forward to
in the morning
(D. James)
talking, searching, desire, questions, self-referential, meaning, frustration, life, love, sister, Tucson, gs-h
In art, d. james, literature, overweight champions, poem, poetry, writing on 24 February 2010 at 2:20 pm
phone calls
text messages
and no one
gets back
what to do
feeling disconnected
feeling like no one’s
out there
feeling like no one
wants me
it’s only a thought
they’re all just busy
right now
in an hour
everyone
will call back
at once
and I’ll have
3 voice mails
and 5 text
messages
while trying
to get through
to my sister
in Tucson
to say
I love you
(D. James)
words, soul, searching, desire, questions, self-referential, meaning, frustration, truth, life, love, pain, gs-h
In art, d. james, literature, overweight champions, poem, poetry, writing on 22 February 2010 at 3:02 pm
don’t know what
to do
with these feelings
when the woman
you love says
it doesn’t mean anything
like your love
doesn’t matter
like you
don’t
matter
it isn’t what she means
it’s just how it sounds
to you
in the moment
as she says goodbye
for the last time
what do you do
knowing she’s already
calling another man
lover
do you give in
to the rage
let it consume you
or can you find a way
to let it all go
as if it really
doesn’t matter
(D. James)
riddle, questions, self-referential, meaning, life, nonsense
In art, bad sex and bad breath, d. james, literature, overweight champions, poem, poetry, writing on 20 February 2010 at 11:12 pm
I’m so good
at making it all
about me
that even when
you think you’re
talking about you
it’s still about me
do you do that too
or is it just me?
(D. James)
dawn, desire, life, love, lust, questions, searching, silence, soul, truth
In art, d. james, literature, poem, poetry, writing on 16 February 2010 at 2:38 pm
in the silence
before dawn
I breath in
the scent of skin
rub the nape
of your neck
run my hand
along
your waist
to the pale belly
you roll over
stare straight
into me
seeing
who I really am
not who I project
to keep the world
at bay
but who
I want to be
who I am
when it’s safe
you smile,
revealing
your true self
I don’t know
if you do that
with others
but to me
you are always
an open door
inviting me
to step through
and I’m curious
what, if anything,
I do for you
(D. James)
beauty, beginnings, desire, life, love, transformational, truth
In art, d. james, literature, poem, poetry, writing on 10 February 2010 at 8:55 pm
in bed
your head
on my chest
I want
to write
my name
across your
smooth white belly
to mark you
as you’ve
marked me
afraid to say
what I truly feel
for fear
it would
scare you away
then I let go
of all that
and am with you
in a way
not possible
before
and all
I want now
is more
(D. James)
force, gods, pain, power, slaughter, warriors, words
In art, d. james, literature, overweight champions, poem, poetry, writing on 8 February 2010 at 2:26 pm
summon the gods
even though you know
they cannot save you
let them rain down pain
like warriors at the front
bring the slaughter
leave nothing
in your wake
full of force
shallow power
that cannot last
this is what
you can do
with words
(D. James)
beauty, beginnings, dawn, desire, love, morning, night, sleep, soul
In art, d. james, literature, poem, poetry, writing on 5 February 2010 at 3:12 pm
wanting
to burn
for another
feel
her missing
from the sheets
when she’s away
be
in the warmth
of a gaze
wake
in the silence
before sunrise
stare
at her body
lying in wait
get lost
in the smell
of her hair
pull
her to me
knowing
that’s always
what she wants
(D. James)
bird, day, light, morning
In art, d. james, literature, overweight champions, poem, poetry, writing on 3 February 2010 at 2:08 pm
bird
on a wire
comes with
the morning
light
chirps
then flits
away
sign of
a good
day
(D. James)
