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Jake Jan 14
The winter's scent of snow
and a healthy dose of fireplace smoke
can only be likened to the nostalgia
of being enveloped by your warmth
Jake Jan 4
are the trees waving
or simply moving with the wind?

are they shaking with laughter
or dancing to the music?

twisting, resonating, alive
grounded but free
Jake May 2020
With each clack
of the track
the room trembles
as if in fear

Shaking at the
roaring engines
blasting into endless
paths of gray

Marveling at the
passing birds
of aluminum
looking down as gods

But then silence
and stillness
overtake the sunlit
lair of solitude

And the only
sound, sight, touch
is that of peace
and comfort
Jake May 2019
Cheers to the hero

clink clink go the glasses
vibrating a radiance
equal to that of the vocal cords
that ring out his name.

Cheers to the hero

click click goes the gun
that offered him solace
in the place the Holy book
calls home.

Cheers to the hero

Fallen to earth
in pain but in reverie
to be spoken of
and remembered for
that which was done
in sacrifice for the multitude.

Cheers to the hero
Rest in Peace Riley Howell who died protecting others from the gunman at UNC-Charlotte.
Jake Jan 2019
The fleet of motivation
Lacking
Its fleeting nature
Fleeing from my immobile feet

To quicker waters
Faster beats
Leaving a shell
Of distant falters

Upon its head
A feather of weight
Lays gently pressed
Like unnerving sleet

But at what cost
Will it be
And when shall I see
The only best version of me?
Jake Jan 2019
Blank screen
arises quickly
only to be
splattered with rage

Descending, defeated
there rises
another
blank and waiting

But no rage
this time
only love
is given to its canvas

And up it stays
shining
not defeat but acceptance
for what it shows
Jake Nov 2018
The warmth, it emanates
from the crevices of the cloud we sit
as my head turns to you
the soft guitar plugs away

Your profile, silhouetted
against the window rained
purple neon lights twinkle beyond
illuminating each separate drop

You look outside, eyes wide
the corner of your lips slowly rises
the mellow drums beat my heart
as it thumps with adoration

I’m reminded of our travels
I think about lying next to you
snuggling next to your warmth
and watching it fall, the purple rain
Inspired by the first time I heard Purple Rain by Prince
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