May 31, 2012
You never stood a chance
You know that don’t you?
I was too frightened
You were the smartest woman I had ever dated
You were more than a match for me
And me?
I was damaged goods
But then you knew that didn’t you
You knew the hell I was going through before we met
And the pain that enveloped my heart
And still somehow you found me worthy of loving
And you tried so hard and I pushed you away so harshly,
So unfairly, so cruelly
You weren’t the one I wanted to hurt
I am so sorry for that – for what I did to you
And I am sorry that I will never see you again
To let you know that
James H. Webb
Jan 30, 2022
Jan 30, 2022 at 4:57 PM UTC
For Janet McAndrew
Your gentle spirit like Baby’s Breath
Is tarred and feathered to deep regrets
You can’t get past the pain your feeling yet
There’ll be better times
The heart must heal before it loves again
It’s hard to learn to trust a new found friend
But each step leads you closer to the end
There’ll be better times
Sometimes life can be so bittersweet
‘cause when your love-lies-bleeding at your feet
It’s easy to forget your heart still beats and
There’ll be better times
James H. Webb
Jan 30, 2022
Jan 30, 2022 at 4:55 PM UTC
Locked in the labour
of love and loneliness
once forgotten and twice removed
you are the hinge of my nerves
at the edge of my breakdown
Unaware of your power
of touch and smile
you back away and close behind
something forgotten, tied to my heart
tears away and bleeds.
James H. Webb
Jan 30, 2022
Jan 30, 2022 at 4:51 PM UTC
January 19, 2021
When the whistle blows the day comes to end
And I'm home alone until it blows again
I work all day. I rest all night
I guess you would say that's my life
And once I had dreams but they were far-fetched
I blew to the right; they blew to the left
Now the world's 2D no matter what size the screen
And people don’t touch me - just like in a dream
I don’t believe in a god, so there's no reason why
I should howl at the moon or reach for the sky
All reason behind, now there's no reasons left
I did what I could and lived with the rest
When the whistle blows the day it begins
Then I work 'til I'm tired and head home again
Don't know if I've lost, don't feel like a win
Took one in the heart, Took one in the chin.
J. H. Webb
Jan 19, 2021
Jan 19, 2021 at 12:50 AM UTC
Beauty adorns your face when you smile
And the light of your eyes is entrancing
I listen to your voice so soft and so warm
And my heart it feels like it's dancing
Oh darling of mine, oh eternal sunshine
A halo of kindness surrounds you
And through all that I am or ever will be
It's you I'll always feel bound to
Ah, but loves not a march that time moves along
It's the waltz of a life that's worth living
Because when you're here, nothing feels wrong
And my heart it just feels like giving
James H. Webb
Jun 19, 2020
Jun 19, 2020 at 2:15 PM UTC
As tense as any madness - that any war could bring
The unseen little soldiers - are gathered in the ring
Goliath swings and misses - and goes into overdrive
So many get infected and - too many don't survive
Up in your ivory tower - where you are the disease
There the greed within you - allows this one to breathe
Did you think it wouldn't reach you - did you think it wouldn't dare?
When you're screaming like the rest of us, we'll see if you don't care
They trusted you with power - that never comes for free
You never do the right things - I don't know how you sleep
Every precious moment you waste means more will die
And all you "ordain" to offer us - is contradicting lies
The world has changed around us - so we can't remain the same
The world has changed around us - and yes, we are to blame
The world has changed around us – and not just climate change
The world has changed around us - but the rich man gains again
We have to clean more “cleanly” we have to fly more less
We have to listen more to what people mean and not just guess
We have to join together or we won't make it out alive.
We have to open up our hearts and open up our eyes
You have to question everything. Put big truths to the test.
Before you wave your flags and banners and claim you are the best
You've fallen down the rabbit hole of believing what you choose
You need to choose believing only what is proved
James H. Webb
May 21, 2020
May 21, 2020 at 12:49 PM UTC
Lying sick in a clean white bed
Staring out from behind a mask
"Are you the last person I'll ever see"
That's what their eyes seem to ask
And I can't answer those eyes truly
I can only hope and pray "No"
But I know I can't say for certain
Yet I can’t let my sadness show
It's a hard job, for sure, that I signed up for
But it’s something I never regret
And the few happy moments I share with them
Are the times I’ll never forget
Doesn't matter if their family's far away
Or waiting just outside in the hall
You know no one wants to be alone
When they're feeling so weak and small
So, I do my best to comfort them
In any way that I can find
But there’s so many others to care for
And these days there’s so little time
It's a hard job, for sure, that I signed up for
But it’s something I never regret
And the few happy moments I share with them
Are the times I’ll never forget
Oh, I'm not always brave and yes I cry
When their battle is lost and they're gone
But I don’t have the time to linger
So I make the bed and move on
James H. Webb
May 8, 2020
May 8, 2020 at 6:18 PM UTC
1:44 AM 2020-05-06
Patience sat just around the corner
And like a cop it sat just out of sight
But time it flew by without any warning
The earliest morning had become the night
Now, there's things I don't remember
There are things I can't forget
There were times I was proud
There are times I regret
There's things I should have done
And there's things I should have said
Before the moment was gone
Or the feeling was dead
Old age was a mystery when I was young
I couldn't conceive of my life being done
Now youth is the whistle of a far away train
Full of mem'ries and moments that won't come again
And there's things I don't remember
There are things I can't forget
There were times I was proud
There are times I regret
There's things I should have done
and there's things I should have said
Before the moment was gone
or the feeling was dead
Now I sit all alone in my COVID corner
Two metres away from the touch of a hand
The tide rushes in and then back to the ocean
Relations are born and wash away in the sand
James H. Webb
May 8, 2020
May 8, 2020 at 6:11 PM UTC
12:47 AM 2019-12-07
She is so many colours
She is so many moods
She is so many flavours
Blended through and through
She's a taste you can't imagine
But it's one you can't resist
And if you turned the other way
You'd never know what you had missed
So you climb the Eiffel tower
Or Babel or Dubai
And you shout about the moment
True love came your way
About the soul that mated
With your own soul so well
That if there was a seam there
I swear no one could tell
And you feel it's something special
You' re holding in your heart
Not even God in heaven
Could pull you two apart
Yet you're afraid the slightest shiver
Could bring the whole thing down
You feel you don't deserve a love
So deep and so profound
She is so many colours
She is so many moods
She is so many flavours
Blended through and through
She's a taste you can't imagine
But it's one you can't resist
And if you turned the other way
You'd never know what you had missed
James H. Webb
Dec 7, 2019
Dec 7, 2019 at 1:14 AM UTC
I still have your picture; You never grew old
But how come I'm grey and you're shiny and cold
I don't see a wrinkle or any signs of age
'caused by the bars of your soft gilded cage
I knew you had wings; I didn't know you could fly
So far from my arms and so high in the sky
My loneliness binds me down hard to this Earth
I don't know who I am; Don't know what I'm worth
The edges are dog-eared and the coating is cracked
But it's still your picture and its holding me back
I remember the heartaches; I remember the pain
But Darling what we had we won't find again
And it's rivers of tear drops lost in acres of songs
and I'm drinking to discover what I did was so wrong
I've got mem'ries unopened and stories untold
But how come I'm grey and you're shiny and cold
We loved with a warmth could light up the sky
But the fire went out and the love it just died
I still have your picture; You never grew old
But how come I'm grey and you're shiny and cold
J. H. Webb
Jul 5, 2019
Jul 5, 2019 at 12:21 AM UTC