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Jamin Jan 2015
Watching hills roam
While my thoughts do the same
There's a gentle arm about my back
I never thought we would change

Caught by a cornea's
Shackling stare
Peer through the rim
Between blurry and clear

It's the only way
To shred these strings

That smile was fake
It told me it's self
But the flower in that hair
Makes me thankful for grace

Songs from the heart
Were afraid to come out
Now joy is their freedom
Despite all the pain

Pause...
Please...
Teach me how to endure

Love...
Weave...
I want no other pattern but yours


You sit close and parallel
Pages apart
From threefold confusion
Confounding your heart

She's in the corner
Making desperate rhymes
I would sit down beside her
And finish her lines
March 14, 2014
Jamin Jan 2015
I'm sitting in the space of my eldest brother
Sorting water dameaged hockey cards
While I softly sing another
Song we grew up on
That nobody seems to like anymore
Not even the cards

This is what life is like
It seems less fair than it is
But I'm grateful for
The leftovers in my fridge

I'm the last one to come
And the last one to go
I'll be the last one
To say "I love you"
In a chapel
And I wouldn't have it faster

As long I'm dry
And as long I'm fed
As long as I'm breathing
I am at my best
I am at my best

I got in entranced by a girl I should have known better
The very same soul of whom I'd said "never"
And she is loved by my hearts brother
I'm going to a place we traveled together
But he's not with me
No, he isn't with me

We all have dreams

Some larger than others
Some oversized for my size 10 feet
These water damaged hockey cards
Are my only company
Nov 4, 2014
Jamin Jan 2015
In the house I have today
Most everything has a place

Wardrobes incarcerate prior and present
Each with gates for closing
An open seat is kept for comfort
Another for imposing

A shelf I have for string and twine
Another for hope and faithful
Rakes and spades are saved outside
And perseverance on the table

Honesty's stored behind mahogany doors
And sacrifice on the stove
Cleanliness is kept in sight
And dust in neglected alcoves

A place I have for peace and joy
And even one for sorrow
But in all the rooms
Of my house of today
I have not room for tomorrow.
Nov 8, 2015
Jamin Mar 2014
I shall not forget
When the snow came down
What I wished to give
I could not endow

Crates of her clothing
An up and down room
For her I wished best
But I left her too soon


T'was a long walk
Through snow and slush
To these angry voices
My conscience cries "hush"

As I tread winter puddles
And watch the white melt
Of the place which I walk from
I pray it fairs well

The wind grates my chest
As it's empty of coat
Tea is my thirst
Yet far from my throat

I looked from the arch
Towards the circus of sky
But no trap door of heaven
Was seen through my eye

And when I arrived
Within shelter and dry
The words of a maiden
Brought comfort to I

In warmth I did rest
With honey and oats
But a knock on the door
Drew me nigh to it's post

I saw a grim glare that said
"Where have you been
I thought you had left me
Why did you leave"

I said "dearest of dames
I had thought you the same
May we put this away
Walk together again"

T'was a long walk
Through snow and slush
To these angry voices
My conscience cries "hush"

As I tread winter puddles
And watch the white melt
Of the place which I walk from
I pray it fairs well
Feb 25, 2014
An Irish folk song
Jamin Mar 2014
Just like you said
Be it as such
Draw out my vehement cries
From the caverns

I search in them for light
While there is none
There is no radiance beneath rocks
There is no glory in depression

The cliffs have eyes
And they watch over the waters
In boisterous composition
It's canvas sings

Expenditures aloof
Senseless words
below the hoof

Alive be I
For willing desire
The bland word "fire"
Is rhymed too much

The meaning of my words is spent
My poetry is belittled by your greatness
But your greatness gives me value
I will always be thankful

My eye's lashes reach
For cheekbones of mine
And my legs surrender
their strength to a mattress

I will sing in the night
Clear my head
Show me your power
Sheer my insecurities
Shape my loss
I will praise you either way
Feb 16, 2014
Jamin Feb 2014
My crimson carnation
Bleeding red beauty
Into the rain
Falling from heaven
Ready to make earth it's home

Here in the rain
Flowers wilting away
Love so deep that death was but
A small patch of brown
In a field teeming with lilies
The alabaster field will shout out your name

Like the death and rebirth of a single scarlet tulip,
So was your sacrifice
Never for a moment fearful
That this apoptosis would never return it's beauty

Grace
Never ceasing grace
Can't be twisted and torn
By wind or storms
It will hold when weak are we
Glory to he who redeems
Written in Spring 2013
Edited Feb 18, 2014
Jamin Feb 2014
I am the same as
My empty sandbox

I have nothing new to say
You're still same when as when you saved me
I'll come to you contritely
I have so much on my mind
and it feels like I'm trying
to access it all at once and it's tiring.
I'm weary but restless
I notice every bit of discomfort that can usually just ignore
It's like I think I'm supposed to be cold but I'm sticky and sweaty
I never was able to talk to you without some sort of agenda, always wanting another song or testimony.


Medicate me
Close my tired eyes
Help me see you
Just let me realize.



The same irritating set of melodies is stuck in my head
Melodies that I used to like
Turns out too much disease makes you hate the treatment

Now I'm starting to feel tired
But I still cannot repose
Or maybe I can
I think I'll try now
Goodbye



No
I can't seem to find repose
And I wish that I knew why
Is it the song stuck in my head
The describes you and I?

is it the way my pillow hurts my ears
the pressing silence of what is soon to be a year

It's been nine months
Since that first night
When you stole my sleep
With your beautiful eyes
They tear through this world
That dampens my mind
All the words I've held inside
I've been deprived
by your demulcent smile
That hurts my empty heart
2012
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