J : Writing

ask...

ask...

A Poem by J


thateverything should fallinto place sideways, a furtive glanceand what could be's in silencea virtuous companion.gather leaves withhaiku written in i..
An enquiry, simply

An enquiry, simply

A Poem by J


Perhaps they say it's easier to writewhen one's witnessed death, not this slowcurl of yellow archways and young boys risking limbsup infant trees. If ..
foibles

foibles

A Poem by J


if, as tomorrow promises, fulfillment will be measuredby both joy and sorrow, this is how my unborn childrenshould quench their unformed instinctsafte..
Aurora in June

Aurora in June

A Poem by J


She becomes the shadowyou are tempted to holdand show the sun toas a barrel-chested sky of mourningdeparts, cirrus feathers of orangeblossomgiving way..
Thelma

Thelma

A Poem by J


A measure of your loss that you would stand there countingthe sixteen years you've passed over, a handkerchiefof sapphires from a beloved who died.You..
Argentina

Argentina

A Poem by J


What dreams, stilled by night's solace and the inflections flinchingfrom words unspoken, freedom unwritten in the distance between twodays ago and now..
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A Poem by J


To be certain of this, I must define fate and its parametersand how it urges to be nostalgic when hope deserts the mind.I must speak plainly. I must c..
elsa and johann

elsa and johann

A Poem by J


Imagination is a silly place. And I needed to post something not as emo as my previous ones, I think.
honesty is such a letdown...

honesty is such a letdown...

A Poem by J


From a different part of my life. I'm still, after all these years, a bit sensitive about this one. How emo.
Friday Night at the Wine Cellar

Friday Night at the Wine Cellar

A Poem by J


Another one I'd almost forgotten about.