Carl James

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



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


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



Going Home

Going Home


Flowers edge the road, orange, pink, violet, white

Roads sprinkled with dogwood, pine, curving on

Themselves, swooping down, down, into valleys

Hollows filled with clear water, flint and limestone

Turning to cliffs, deep pools, falls, boil-up springs,

Abandoned maintenance roads, turning to dirt

Clearing, house strikingly similar to the original,

Thought sensitively given to preserve memories, of

My father and sisters, the old oak tree, the cellar with

initials dusk bringing flocks of turkey, deer, here to pay

Homage to the memories magnified by simplicity and stillness.


Carl James





Hollow logs, wood flutes, voices in chant

Rants in rythmn, offered to appease gods

Boom, boom, awwwwwwww, awww, huh, huh,

Ummm-chuka, bodies sway, then they pray

Songs for rain, play fertility, animals slain


Orchestras, rock, benedictions, renditions

Voices in perfect harmony sooths the soul

Unifies the enemies, creating love, joy

Tames the beast, calls the sheep, weep

Memories to keep, joyful praise, voices raised


Bach, Cohen, Little Richsrd, Kitaro  tomorrow,

Pentatonix, Abba , Rolling Stones on the phone

Gig, gig, gig, folk, ethnic, EEEEEurithmics

Stereophonic, harmonic, a capella, viola!

Bag pipes, mog synthesizers, opera, jammin’

Brings us to celebrate life, death, love, sorrow


Carl James


Life Flows

Life Flows


I am but a receptor for the stream of  life

Flowing around and  through me

No man is an inland but some reside on the

Highest point where they remain aloof to

Interchange with the stream around them

Let the young, the old, the poor, the rich,,

Culturally and racially different dwell for

Life is rich with nutrients, stimulation, variety,

Welcome with open arms coves of refuge and

Food for their sols reviving interchanges, flexibility

A dynamo ever-changing shore is healthy, loving

Bastions of relationships rise unchanging

Stagnant yet rocked with internal quakes

Ending catastrophically at our feet never the same

You rose a tiny islet built on love and

One day you will let go of the last root

Becoming a part of the stream again

Hold your self pliable, ever dynamic changing

Love will undoubtedly look for you here.


Carl James


Circumstantial Love


Just because life seems better wen you’re arond

I play your favorite dongs and dance myself around

I can hardly hold my arms from encircling you arond

I find myself writting imagination knows no bounds


Evidence is purely circumstantial until seas of blue

Lock me in their gaze and melt a fuse or two

Only circumstantial,, no facts no worn-out lies

You can never pin me down, until she complies


Love grown just one-sided  grows weak a Pisa with lies

Don’t want to be under it’s shadow when the time arrives

I’m holding back the pieces as long as I possibly can

Leaving fast and running scared no circumstance to hide


Midst the smoke and rubble she materializes inside

Walking casually away she turns her face to gaze

Light grabs a tear  and blazes across the  dark lit sky.

She turns to me with arms outstretched smiling, genuine.


Circumstantial love found  us out open faces smile tenderly


Carl James


The Space Between


The Space Between

What is the space between you and I?

That burns bright in the star-lit night

Love , passion we hope each other feels

Afraid to immerse where sacredness dwells

Is it an ancient path where we dwell?

Knowing our souls in freedom swelled

Knowing love eternal our hearts did meld.

An old melody lost in our moment in time

Words gone in memories excited anew

Song of the earth with life do renew

Perhaps we dwelt in the universal realms

Where love light streams in star dust time

Trust the instinct aligned in heavenly rhyme.

Harmonies of earth and our own new lines.

Carl James





Lonely hearts, do you seek, the sound of nature’s familiar beat?

Softly sighing in the winds, songs remembered till the end.

Primordially cling to passions glow familiar beat, life flows.

Remembered vaguely in the arms, mothers singing, safe from harm.

Singing chants, flutes in tune, emanate from broken ruins

Crashing symbols of the sea, I must go my humble plea

Standing , in pulsing surf I abide, rhythms’ of our holy tides

Breath in rhythm, song on lips, remembrances of a gentle kiss

Harmony caught by wailing winds standing in a forgotten glen.

Skin on drum, electronic strum, , beats of our hearts cannot part

We began together on some plain, rhythms of love will remain.


Carl James





Night Song

Night Song


Dusk hangs curtains of mists in the valley below

Readying for the nocturnes in song and beat

Moon bright, luminescent then a backlight to the

Curtains of the primal soup once feared to be deadly


Owls ask softly “who, who?” like philosophical questions

Needing answered by morning while crickets tune and coyotes

Practice harmony and the whippoorwill starts it’s mournful call

Whip poor will and the quail calls to it’s universal name

“Bob White, Bob White?”


A bull frog swells his throat then utters “Errrruummmp!”

While his hapless young sibling screams suddenly finding his

Lower half in the throat of a water snakes death grip..

All creatures mindful of the rushing whoosh of feathered shadows


My mind in the elevated fanciful imagination mode waiting for

Mornings sun to burn a little reality back into me

Night since before time always heightening loneliness,

Romance, a different reality and creativity in thought,

Imagination and the mists in the valley that awaken

Spirits mingling with our ancient instincts and memories


As a nocturnal creature slave to my bio-clock I edit my

Writing and my mind to prepare for a much-needed nap.


Carl James