Monthly Archives: January 2017

Life, Life, Life, Life, Life

Life, Life, Life, Life, Life!

 

Stumble out the back door, hair standing up,

Overgrown beard, finger nails, toenails,

Snagging a big toe on a raised deck nail,

Sh-it!, already mad , walkin’ like a drunk

Leaves clog the fountains, iced bamboo

Hangs to deck, trim, trim, trim,

Bamboo growing insidiously through

Deck cracks, needing a shave

Wisteria knows I’m there somehow,

Bending it’s tendrils searchingly, to

Brush sensuously against my skin, bugs

Already back stroking in my coffee,

You call telling me bye to work out

Personal problems and again I have

Overextended emotions and a tear

Slides down, dripping on a crocus bulb

The promise of spring life in anticipation

 

Carl James

1-17-16

 

Melt You In My Eyes

Melt You In My Eyes

 

I stand watching you go but without your glow

Desires of which on me your love bestowed

But the pain melts you in my eyes

Melts you in my eyes

 

Empty heart when did the coldness start

Unfeeling spaces of your soul did impart

But the tears melt you in my eyes

Melt you in my eyes

 

Cold hard light lay in your eyes, solid ice

No warmth did you indulge me tonight

Memories melt you in my eyes

Melt you in my eyes

 

Good bye my love it is time to leave

Why hesitate when your eyes deceive

Sea green melts you in my eyes

Melts you in my eyes

 

Melts you in my eyes

 

Carl James

12-18-16

I Did Not Know Her Name

I Did Not Know Her Name

 

Born from the shadows of my existence

I did not know her name

 

Forming shape to envelope my presence

I   did not know her name.

 

When life, full of horror, she took my place

While I stood bearing witness at the gate

I did not know her name

 

Cloaked in white, features diffused softly

A reassuring shoulder to tolerance

I did not know her name.

 

Showing me how to endear the pain

Attempts to hide always in vain

I did not know her name

 

Bearing the terror, pain, shame

Knowing someday the named

Must remember the guilt framed

I did not know her name

 

She walks now a part of presence

Always a light of hope unchained

Unbound now I know her name

She is my soul, my spirit, my friend

 

Carl James

1-16-17