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Mar 2012 · 1.5k
Forest
JL Mar 2012
Deep.                  It's been such a while without company

Where I sit here next to the stone wall...

                       Peaceful as the tree branch
The ivy climbs my wall
                        I can see
                             How it grows through the cracks
Blood vessel trees
Still pumping life        
                                       Breathing you in and out
                                  I feel tired
                                    My eyes are heavy
                                         The wine in my belly
        Moss hangs down
           Ghosts on a wind
                      Do you care to listen
                          ...To the tears of God glisten
Dripping from the leaves
                  The moment you drink the poison
                   You realize what alive means
                    A forest
                      Savor each beating of your heart
                       Every breath in your lungs
                The sun is starting to set
                     And although you hear its noises
                 The forest grows quiet
Your eyes close
Falling asleep on the leaves
Mar 2012 · 515
May
JL Mar 2012
May
We could be two peas in a pod
You and me
Love letters
Grass stains
Black and whit t.v

We can sneak out to the field
After the church service

Spring time
I feel fine
In fact
My heart makes me act
Like your fool
Maybe I can love you
Until summer ends

But I get so much ahead of myself

You tip-toe around puddles in your new yellow high heels
And your pretty blue dress
You act like you don't mind if they get *****
Like a flower in the mud

"Let's go back"
As you wipe a splash of mud

People begin to wonder where we are
Imagining the worst
As we walk hand and hand back up through the churchyard
Church people always think the worst
Mar 2012 · 852
Hello, Mr. Heartache
JL Mar 2012
We were going to talk about something else
About how you were slapped
And thrown out on a dirt road
  She licks her lips

Yes

Breaking you in the door jamb
Off a kerosene light

Moths still circle
By the light from the front porch

       Yes
In her mind she stills sees it shining
Down on dark country road

Miles of barbed wire fences
That you lean on as if drunk
Rusted snagged and torn cuts
All almighty your heart

Yeah
Tailights of his truck driving off in the rain
Nights where you light a cigarette and lay where he's been

But
He slammed me up and shut
Like an ironing board
Locked me in the closet

It is hard to breath

Walking down the road
Barefoot and tired
A rattlesnake
Beneath every step
Beer can crushed
A moon shadowed sillohuet
Mar 2012 · 2.4k
spiderweb
JL Mar 2012
Spread thin between the trees
Waiting for the sun to set
And gentle night to begin
Crystal dripping as the thunder far away tumbles
The cold night wind
Playing in the dark

Would you believe though
That I could be broken
As quiet as the click
Of demons claws
On hardwood floors at night
I could be shattered
Like a crystal dish
Lying broken
And silver handled
Dust collects
Sunshine comes in bright
Until her voice comes in
Until the calling wind
Until the river bend
I'm home again
Back between the trees
Waiting for the night time
So gentle and sweet
Mar 2012 · 479
Dreams
JL Mar 2012
Yeah there is some of this still stuck between my bones. White like sea birds dipping on the wind
You are thunder and lightning
A wind that pulls at my only soul

The scratch of the grasshopper
As rain taps here and.           There
On the roof

Can you understand
That the gust of your word breaths
Dip deep rooted trees
A haunted howl on the wind
The scent of lavander and rose bud

How that would smell
On the give of your neck

The waves stir demon high
From the scream of your whisper
Floods homes next to the sea

But I would sleep on a wet floor
Sleep cold in your wind

Today I threw it all into the river
And the pieces all splashed
Pulled along the current

If I die
Put my body in the sea
Where your storms boil
Mar 2012 · 663
Jacob
JL Mar 2012
I feel lucky-as if God pointed down his finger at me
He said some things
I said some things
We fought until dawn
Fighting like dogs by the river
Until
God
got tired of me
and touched the hollow of my thigh
Ever since that day
I have been slow to anger
Now I always walk with a limp
God hits like a girl

One night
After a heavy bit of drinking
I lay in the yard thinking
About you and your eyes
When there in a moment
Was a tall golden ladder
With angels coming and going
Up to heavens gates
I just wish
I was not the liar and trickster
The name so proclaims
The thief
The anger
Rebellious
The long forgotten son
Fights God all night
Then rises like the morning sun
I don't know what the ****
Mar 2012 · 953
Goodbye
JL Mar 2012
I can no longer wait for spring
When I know the perfume of countless pale orange blossoms
Will fill the air
When heaven will hold white billowing clouds
Over the trees and pastures now full of wildflowers
Purple and yellow and red they grow
Petals all tossed in the cool wind
The lakeweed will gather at the shore
Where the reeds sprout tall and thick
Dragonflies circle the green water
Viceroy butterfly like a leaf
Now the cranes are joyous
Warming their wings in the sun
Walking in the shallows
Searching for mosquitoes on the surface
The Bluebird calls from the treeline
The Cardinal calls from the air
Deer roam through the rows of sugar cane
Quiet in the breeze
Orange groves full of angry cottonmouths
Who coil in the sun
Soft flowing river
Mangrove snapper slips through the water
Warm in the noon time sun
Today we bury you
Underneath the ground
Everything you've seen and been
All that you became
Is lost in an instant
During a final winter rain
Now we give you up
To become part of the earth
Bringing only joy
Leaving only love
We cannot stand here in sorrow
When the orange blossom starts to bud
Mar 2012 · 703
The fucking boy
JL Mar 2012
Drunken farm hand
I will always be
But summer comes
Full and sweet
Grass grows

Yet I sit in my cabin
I drink myself to sleep
Thinking of someone
Who is far far away
Where hills are unbroken
And cold in the night

Spitting tobacco as I clean the pens
The dogs walk behind me
My only loyal friends
And we are alone
Out in the pasture by the gate
Where cars never drive by
One streetlight shininig lonesome
Onto long dirt country road

I was drunk
I couldn't even stand
So I lay there in the pasture
With the snakes and spiders and dogs
Thinking of you with all my power
Just wanting to hear you speak
Underneath the silent heavens
Waves of stars in a bitter black sea
Mar 2012 · 699
Piss
JL Mar 2012
I'm at heavens gates

Where fiery seraphims

Hold a no tresspasing sign

I am at the gates of hell

And I swear it looks

Just like the entrance abc liquor

hello world

i am a single sprout of earth

breaking from my seed case

A single elm branch

Am I

bending in the cool midnight wind

I could be that lake

Where the fireflies reflect

where snakes sleep coiled

next to the garden path

and if I wanted

i could be impaled by your daggers

and fall right to sleep

Now I'm looking for a foothold

Frozen Ache of wind

Blowing on the northern *****

The clouds are frozen solid

And they fall on my head

They pierce my skin

but I laugh at your pain

because ive stabbed the needle



Oh this wind

at your funeral

the grass is green and long

and the roses that lay

long and sharp

in my silent shaking hands

if you would just open the sky for me       let the rain fall    let the clouds billow and thunder  send bolts of heated lightning down upon my head
I think I would feel nothing
or the quit beating
of my own heart
like drums down the river
where the jungle is deep
JL Mar 2012
Don't **** with the one
Who has taught you all you know

Whispers of doubt
Of denial
Of assassination
Drift through the pack

I don't joke, dog
I dont play
I'll grab you by the throat
With my fangs
And I will never let go

I just want you to feel
Your throat fill with blood
White hot fangs  

The more **** you talk
The more the lust grows
Fullmoons fill me with joy
One more week until you return
One more day until you return
The night is come
A yellow harvest moon is risen over the fields
Snowflakes begin falling
Oh how your blood will look
Beneath the moon
Soaking warm on the silver snow
This was inspired by watching a National Geographic about wolves and then immediately an old samurai movie in which the combatants fight in the snow...js
Mar 2012 · 562
Hand drawn
JL Mar 2012
Don't lick your fingers to flip a page
Find it

The fire is there
Between the pages

You open up your ears

And my voice comes in

We are both now

On perfect waves

We could talk about

Purple sunsets

Or white winters
Next to the sea

Crisp white paper
Long black pen

Draw my future

Draw again

How's it lookin'?

Do you see her eyes?

They're somewhere hidden

Hand drawn

On the corner of the pages

Where I knew you would see

Black storms of virtue
Black seas of greed
JL Mar 2012
Was the heat that melted to the seat

She stood out in the lawn


A cigarette hangs from her lips

As she pins clothes to the line

Hot devil heat

Firecracker town

Downtown

Not too hot for coffee

Or the wide open window

The waitress wears her same Sunday dress

That girl has got to let go

Sugar cookie skin

Making smiles at the manager

Even when everyone

In their right mind is looking

It's a street or two to the sea

A ritualistic walk of black frying pan

Asphalt

Barefoot and broken

I climb to the end of the jetty

As the sun starts to set

If you were here this is where I would take you

On the edge of the sea

Where no one is looking

I would try to kiss you

Or hold your hand

But I know you would just laugh and say

"You're such a silly boy"

So I know better

So the sun sets

The stars come out  with the moon

So beautiful on the sea

******* its so beautiful!

I just wish you could see
JL Mar 2012
Like a million red nail painted dye-cast fingers
That push against my surface
Poking through like summer heat
Warm water
Reflecting back moonlight by night

Wind pushing her open back
Back Northward
And home

Only wanting to die
You sit back on your throne

Back to the wolves and road
Leaves falling and all that ****

Killed like my mother
Blood on the bathroom mirror

Ten dead smiles reaching ear to ear
Breathing in and out only smoke

After awhile
You start to drift
To any little town
That has a minute of music
And cold drinks

I plotted my revenge
Fingers round a dagger curled
Ruby hilt salvation
Paper white hips
Hearing a herd of elephants
Criss-cross by the sea

On the drunk lips of sailors
Truth is always spat

I don't want to weep for you

You have locked yourself in the glass tower
Up in the air
Where everyone watched you
Mourn your lover
Mar 2012 · 885
Things I am afraid to say
JL Mar 2012
I grab words from you

They are precious to me

I want to keep them folded

Safe in my pocket.

*But
I hang on to the end of your sentences
Like a starved man holds a crust of bread

I know that you are too beautiful for me to hold
Too precious and rare to belong to me
I am the humble farm boy
You the long haired princess

...the boy who hides in the garden
Just to hear you sing

I don't deserve you
Long legged  and delicate

(Keeping a butterfly in a jar
With a single stick to rest on
The hardest thing for the scientist to do
Is unscrew the cap
And let her float away)
Mar 2012 · 473
It was dark
JL Mar 2012
Well look if it isn't sunset
The whole ground is black
As an orange sun slips
Behind the tree line
The call of birds
Where children still play at the edge
Glowing in lamplight

A broken vessel
Poured out on the kitchen floor
Dirt and dust
Chipped points of bone

I don't understand destiny
Or if it all hasn't happened
Dreaming in my bed
Mar 2012 · 887
Poetry made easy
JL Mar 2012
Catchy first line abuser
Thinking about your eyes
Looking at your ceiling
As you wait for sleep

Your voice
Your hands
Your laugh
Your eyes
Those are the things that haunt me the most about you
And they haunt my poetry line to line

Wishing for arms that cant comfort
Arms wrapped warm around another
Two strands of spider web
Wrapping up the fly

Ink black seas
Spice ladden ships
Afternoons I spent watching
The boats dock and tie
And I imagined
One day
A boat would bring you to me
And my dreams of you will fall between the cracks in the dock
To swim forever with fish
JL Mar 2012
Thin as piper
Was your whisper
The chill from a passing ghost
Someone just
Stepped on your grave
And hung a black cat crossed the street
Stepping ******* the cracks
Spilling salt

They say its bad luck to break a mirror
And even worse to be reflected
In the shattered remains

They say don't sleep with your feet sticking out from
Under a blanket
Because demons with
Skeleton hands
Will reach right up and take you

That's why I let sleeping dogs lie
Why I never **** pointing east
And don't you dare smoke one cigarette
Before flipping the pack
Inspired by a friend who explained that buying white bic lighters is bad luck
Mar 2012 · 1.7k
Washed up
JL Mar 2012
My lungs are full of seaweed
Back upon the beach
Waves still reach up to lick
To my feet


Sunset spirals
Seashell seas
Salt crusted fingers
Crack in the heat
Lips bleeding thirst
A touch or kiss

Window latcher
Lightbulb catcher
Lover in a dream
Barefeet on hardwood floor
A warm bed
And
Above my head
Spiders build a thousand webs
Feb 2012 · 797
Escaping Cages for Dummies
JL Feb 2012
&@&!?*
B l o w i n g  W  ind and planets from your mouth
Your head fills up like a thunderhead
With candy cane lightning

           Burnt down birthday candle
            Stick o dynamite
                      Feelin alright
                  Fire makes the light
                            In the middle of my fingers
                      Fireworks linger
Until angels come and wave them away
Off into space
The hope of the human race
Floating on radio signals
Short crested waves

Crests that peak in white foam
Plucked by strings
Finger bones
The fool withone hand
Juggles like a pro
Joining the circus when he was twelve
And one fateful day
On the fifteenth of may
A lion had his fingers for dinner
Would you sup with me?
The prince disguised as the pauper
You would I bet
Share my last cigarette
As we balance on a chain linked fence
Trapped in a cage
With only one book
You wouldn't believe
Which one I took
Feb 2012 · 615
Lost at Sea
JL Feb 2012
Guts, oh my guts. Twist and shut when you wake up. It's day for you and night for me; midnight noon across the sea. I don't think you understand. I saw down palms each by hand. carving out a little boat, so I can sail the sea and bring you home. A sail I've sewn-needles and pins, a home carved rudder, a lust for wind. Sunset beaches where I sleep next to fire's dying heat. I can't wait for the feeling of waves as I sail out to find you far far away.

2.
The sea was cruel, storming heavens, grey black course on the tradewinds. I found you sleeping in your bed  curled up warm (dream filled head). Reaching up to tap the rain, dripping on your window pane. A smile, a moment of worry and fear...don't worry please I love you dear. I tried to sleep through storming rain, but I was  just happy to see your face.

3. Morning came
When you awoke
The sun came up
In rays of hope
I said my love
Is like the sea
I want you to
Come home with me
You said
You see
Just like the sea
I can tell your love is deep
But I'm a girl
You're a boy
That boat
You built is just a toy
So turn around
Go back home
The only place you've ever known
You go there
I'll stay here
Your love is deep
Not wide my dear

III.
I must admit I cried a bit as the mast filled with homeward wind. I watched your window getting smaller as waves took me out further and further. You never knew that I was lost at sea, but I guess that's where I'm meant to be.
Feb 2012 · 548
Narrow Leaf Blues
JL Feb 2012
Selfish-evergreen
Prefers his sunlight- Mountain
Beetle Rots her belly
Feb 2012 · 467
Hymenoptera
JL Feb 2012
Silent drone father
Never feeds the hive in life
Mates once-then eaten
Feb 2012 · 743
Science
JL Feb 2012
What Shall I Say Then?
                     I know I am-
                 Addicted to a haiku
(About you). I love to
   Talk about your cu
     mulonimbus cloud
      coverage. Wispy bo
        ats on the sailing se
           a of sky. Forest lea
             f hiding spot betw
              een to cracked up
                branches. Twig s
                   nap laugh and
                     summer chuckle
                      rhyming with the
                         honeysuckle. Tw
                           o thoughts deep
                             a shovel-full of
                               fresh black dirt
                                so flavorful. R
                                 oots and berries
                                  Sweet and sick
                                    Sapling thick m
                                      ilk thistle stick
                                       among your lo
                                        ng thin fingers  
                                        Molded rocks
                                        the dew and moss
                                       growing on the bed
                                       sheets. All leaf and
                                      green; the sylvan scene
                                      pine scented thunder
                                     wonders. Rain fall tap
                                    Oil and sap; butterflies
                                   seek some shelter
                                  from hail and shame
                                red cheeked rain
                               pit patter on
                             in the river
Feb 2012 · 906
Dollar Bill Poems
JL Feb 2012
Even the wind this morning
Was angry at your skirt
I've taken to writing two liners on any cash i get....yeah so not that much lol
Feb 2012 · 691
Marriage
JL Feb 2012
When we used to cruise
In your car
You were always curled up next to me
Legs wrapped up in the seat
The feel of your head on my shoulder
And the wind blowing through the window
Heaven

Now we drive down on full moon nights by the sea
And you're more intrested in the window than me
I couldn't reach you with a ten foot pole
Even if I wanted to

I huff
You sigh
Blue eyes closing
Silver cobwebs on your lashes
Look pretty in the moonbeam's glowing
Feb 2012 · 781
Once in a Blue Moon
JL Feb 2012
Cobwebbed
             corners
Hardwood
     floor
Warm hot              b  r e a t h
Crack
in
the
door
                           spider
       legs
                       creep
Dark
         Long
         Stare

Jump

(from sleep)
"Is somebody there?"
Feb 2012 · 731
Kid
JL Feb 2012
Kid
I know you don't love me
Like I love you
I'm just another stupid
Boy to you
Skipping over words
Getting tongue tied
Shaking high school fingers
At your ***** line

Stupid boy
Shutup you don't know what love is
It's not something you put in a poem
Or a stupid metaphor about roses that are blooming
While others fall apart

I learned to keep my mouth shut a long time ago
Children seen and not heard
Keep that mouth shut and your ears open
And you learn a lot about the world
How people treat you and decieve you
And leave you for dead
Stop looking for good samaritains
They don't exist
Take why you can
The world is done when you die
Bite the hand that feeds
Then spit in his eye

Yeah they say
They say
They all have somethin to say
And if you dont believe something
You follow on anyway

I know one thing though
That I do love you
And I heard when you said
"Id leave you for dead
If I ever got the chance to"
You said you would rob me blind
And leave me broken
Rub dirt in my eyes
Give me a curse  
At the side of the road where no one will stop you  
Left to lick my own wounds
And bleed out under glowing
Silver full moons
Yeah
You've told me
I've heard what you say
That doesnt mean I'm not gonna love you
Anyfuckinway
I only like to rhyme sometimes....
Feb 2012 · 1.1k
Life of Leisure
JL Feb 2012
Lunch time came
Restless and young
I had fingers in your hair
Red like the sunset sun
Skipping school almost
Every day, but today was worth
Going back a grade
We went to the ocean
To the white sand beaches
Waves roll and flow on
Even when no one visits
You put out your yellow and white towel
A place to sit and rest
We threw our shoes and socks in a pile
And felt the cool ocean breath
I remember how you put your hair up
I rolled up my pants
Still dressed up in school clothes
You came and grabbed my hand
Walking down to the edge
Where waves and sand meet
We stood and gazed at giant white clouds
As the shore swallowed our feet
You smiled big as I remember
The wrinkle around your eyes
You jumped into the blue water
With a little running dive
You stood up dripping water
Like a mermaid in a dream

*You stood up glistening in the noon day sun
With your hands above your head
For one moment I know I had seen you
The real girl who I really loved
There is never any faking
Fully dressed in the sea
Some stuff I make up, but this is not...this is one of my happiest memories, and no matter how many times I write it over or think of new ways to say it words will never do it justice. Some things are just to beautiful to cram into a poem
Feb 2012 · 970
33rd street bus stop
JL Feb 2012
A walk to the bus stop anymore
Is big trouble
The way big steam ships pass by
With a groan and a shudder
Old men walk by
On their stilts up so high
Talking on horns that light up the sky

A pack of boys in black  shorts
Go running right by
With glasses taped together
They shoot at the sky
With the single most dangerous
Man made gun
One pointer finger
And one bendy thumb
Yellow toothed smileys
Try to sell you a deal
Powders and diamonds
That make your head reel
But I ain't buyin'
I've had enough
I'm savings up
To get myself out  
The stairs on the buildings all coiling and rusted
The mold on the billboards molded and crusted
Two big eyes
And a glass bottle of coke
Oh please please buy me
Must be a joke
Because I work hard for a penny a day
And I'm saving each penny
To run far far away
Feb 2012 · 479
The Dark
JL Feb 2012
I asked you please don't go there
I won't lose this gamble with you
Down the stairs you must have dropped me
Because I some up all alone
And the basement steps lasted forever
They went to the middle of the world
Where caves burned the the rubber of your shoes
With black hot fire
In you ****** up all the heat
And demons in your lungs
And right there
In the belly
I found the flashlight  and turned it on
White circles around everything that breaths in the dark

I followed you as deep as I could
But you were always weeping round the next corner
And your dress caught pieces on the stone
Until.    
One night
In the belly of a cavern
Surrounded on all sides by a lake
I found a glowing flower
On the wet sandy beach
And for a moment
I looked about me
The flashlight caught on every ruby
And millions flashed red
And reflected like moons
In the deep dark belly
Feb 2012 · 562
Prayer
JL Feb 2012
God picks his teeth
With a mint flavored toothpick
After a breakfast of toast and eggs
Watching the millions of  pulp universes spinning in his half-drunken glass of orange juice

Pop

A white envelope appears on the table

God furrows his brow and slices it open with a lightning bolt

His two big brown eyes scan the page

As he pulls out his pen....

Glancing out the window for a moment

He takes a sip of juice

In black ink he writes back

*Yeah, well maybe you're way too ******' emotional
last line by my best friend Odi!!!!!!
Feb 2012 · 855
Operator
JL Feb 2012
Still standing I see
With your community college
Psychology degree
Standing tall like a paper doll
Made by little fingers

I don't know why you hate me
Why you laugh about me to your friends
Why you pay hand over fist to the telephone company
Just to talk **** about
Little old me

Here a nickel
There a dime
You're talking about me all the time

When I'm down on the street
Gossip like wind
And Im hearing **** from your so-called friend

I realize the diffference between you and me
Is I can lock things up
And swallow the key
Feb 2012 · 625
Isaiah 34:14-15
JL Feb 2012
Twelve seconds under a noon day sun
One that reflects from rocks and sand

She squinted her eyes to the sun burnt wind
And the dunes rolled like waves in the heat dream

************

But she was tempted in the garden
Among dripping vines and flowers
Fountains welled up among the stones
And gave drought to the thirsting night

It was the first night the clouds were covering all the stars
The moon was no longer seen
She lay her head on a pillow of stone
She slept and dreamed this dream
Feb 2012 · 861
Water Mocassins
JL Feb 2012
Down off the beach
The women wear gold and white dresses
Worlds of pearl and crystal glassed slpendor

I can get there in twenty minutes on the motorcycle
If she starts

But what a night it will be
If I make enough to buy liquor
Or a blue night home

The moon peaks just up above the sable palms
The night is warm and brimming with stars
The smell of gasoline and wind full of ocean salt
Where my home is by the sand
Blown into my heart
And no matter how I shake it
Or try to hose it off
The salt remains crusted
The smell of sea and home

Up town to mainstreet
Where little Cuban joints
Like to keep the neon glow
Where drunken black boys
Smoke *** in the yard
girls sit cross legged on the roof
Of squat sea blown houses
Painted pink, and blue and white
Like Miami hotel lobbies


The spedometer is broken
Just a haunting yellow glow
As onto Seaway I turn
More sea than road
God put this road here for me
Right here on a warm night
Where I can speed by the brilliant
Candle lit yards and dull sidewalk lamplight
The smell is strong of sea there
Heavy on the sky
The moon is a yellow crescent
Up above the ocean black
But the bike shifts clean and quiet
And the yacht clubs up the road
Are Shining bright
Where
Pretty girls dance
Red lipped in yellow lights
Feb 2012 · 2.0k
Marigold-Break-My-Heart
JL Feb 2012
It's break time again
The steam whistle blowing
All hands stop
Stacks of boxes
Not growing

We walk outside
To have a smoke on the wharf
Where grass grows up through concrete
And the sea is green and dark

Hobnail boots ping ping
On metal stairs
Wrinkled scarred hands zip up jackets
Old dogs who know nothing but work
Blow smoke in your face
And call you "boy" in thick accent

They don't scare me like they used to
Because I have cuts on my hands now
From diving over a railing
To save an impatient old man

It seems just when life gets to where you want it
You have a dream about someone
And your jumping over railings
Into the teeth of a cutting board

It seems just when life gets to where you want it
You have a dream about a girl
And your waking up alone in the dark
Drinking water and taking pain pills
Even when nothing really hurts at all
JL Feb 2012
Radio static*

Crackle.....crackle....ladies and gentlemen
Please fasten your seatbelts at this time
The no smoking light is now on
We are beginning our descent
Into madness
I'm using my seatbelt as a dinosaur
To get in one more stick
Before we crash in a gasoline flavored fireball
No music
Nothing special
No one minding
It just is
A mommy holds her sleeping daughter
A buisness man
In a pretty little tie
Loses his mind behind me
Someone tells him
Be cool man your scaring the kids
Everyone is faced with the same question
I drink cold coffee from a Styrofoam cup
Watching the deer play on the clouds outside my
(Little window)
All those times I was embarassed around people and I prayed
"God, please get me out of here"
And I got up and walked out
I wish I could go back and save all those times
To use right now
But when I try to get up
And walk out on my own power
The door opens up ten thousand feet above sea level
And closing
This is the captain ladies and gentlemen
We have suffered a slight engine malfunction
And we are going to try to make an emergency landing
If you have any prayers
Now is the time to use them

All I can do is think about you
As I sit against the bathroom door
I know that if you were here right now
You would probably be wearing headphones
Listening to your "getting ready to die playlist"
Maybe you would put your head on my lap
And try to get some sleep before we get there
I can almost hear you say
"Where we're goin' we won't get much sleep"
So I close my eyes
And lay my head back
Lighting a cigarette beneath the no smoking sign
The GO
Feb 2012 · 679
Field Studies Two
JL Feb 2012
The air is warm today
With a soft and slight humidity
The perfect temperature
For an adventurer

The wisteria were in full bloom
Hanging from the basket of tree trunks
Overflowing purple and white petals

The birds sing songs of danger
Calling out territories
Guarding their new hatched young

Beautiful songs to me
Strike terror in the heart of some
Lone crow

I watch as two red breasted doves
Chase the angry crow from the crown of an evergreen
Their spinning and chirping looks playful and joyous
But courage beats in their little hearts
As they fight off the thieving devil

Blue skies are cloudless between the canopy
Yellow sunlight drifts down and through the branches
Creating radiant yellow pools on the moss and dirt
Squirrels chase each other through the glowing puddles
As if they too are playing

Down on a fallen stump
I sit
Counting the growth rings up to fifty

Sudennly I realize how young I am
How foolish and unknowing I am
Ancient trees loom around me speaking in leafy whispers
Deep dark sylvan beauty
A childish breeze blows through the treetops

Sudennly the most beautiful creature I have ever seen
Stands on a log across the clearing
I hide behind a thick tree
....was I seen?

Her thin shadow moves around the stump where I sat
She kneels to exam a row of ants
Crawling up an old root

She has a green notebook now open on her knees
She squiggles notes between the lines
Stopping to squint at the line of soldiers
Pointing and counting
..1....2....3....4.5....6..7....
She seems to count for a while
And then writes furiously

She sits on the stump
With the notebook in her lap
She has a beautiful little smile
The smile of someone
With a very secret-secret
That must be told

She could be a ghost
I know these woods are haunted
But the way she held the pencil between her teeth
As she counted the growth rings on the stump
Was not very ghostly

She drinks from a canteen
I must be thirsty
My mouth is quite dry
Maybe that's a good enough excuse
"Hello, my name is Jacob, and I have been watching you from the shadow of this tree for the past few minutes and I was wondering if I could have a drink?"
No, I cannot do that

Besides
I am a scientist

Only an observer


(A strand of her hair falls in her eyes and she puts puts it behind her ear)



Especially now because she has stood up and walked to the edge of the clearing
Where she kneels by a flower
And begins to draw it in her green notebook

Drawing and tracing
Hair behind her ear
A strand falls on her cheek as she works



So silent
My heart skips a beat as she finishes
picking a petal and placing  it between the pages
Feb 2012 · 599
Field Studies
JL Feb 2012
I am lying about birds
Same the grass like fingers
The clouds are not perfect
Only chemical images
Of tables and chairs and normal living things
Mountain dagger
I picked up and cut the vines with
Shadows are cut from scissors
And
      Silently placed upon the floor
Dreamed up in ashes
And mixed with water
          On old China dishes
Tables snapped and spat on
Nighttime took my soul
And spread it on the sea
Where its cursed eternal
Locked in chaotic storms
Lighting that split
Directly outside your window
And in that moment you saw the bright glow
When you know about fear
Echoes are never friendly
Titanic split silences
Beds are a safer place sometimes
While other times its hell
So i wrapped a bit of tree bark
Once cooked by lightning
And a clover crushed swallowed
Dreams are beautiful places on the back of my mind
Feb 2012 · 628
Lepidoptra
JL Feb 2012
I love you for your color
Your intricate  designs
The frail wind of your wings
Glucose flavored lips
The driving force of your antennae
Against my skin
As you
taste
feel
smell
sound
me
Behind glass
You smile forever---
Bright and beautiful among the dust
A perfect setting
For a perfect specimen
The other boys would only catch you
And tear off your wings
Never I say
Never would I ever
Instead
I show you to everyone who comes over
How gorgeous you are in your glass case
Your wings are so large and scaled
Two wonderfully fragmented compound eyes
Such grace
and color
Nothing else in the world like you (I say)
So beautiful isn’t she?
And a ****** pain to catch
Feb 2012 · 1.4k
Flea Market
JL Feb 2012
For a penny and a half we got
A a pack of stinky socks
For a dollar and a half we got
Two baby singing birds
Two nickels and a dime we got
A bag of heavens light
Come on man
You know I'm on the level
Haggling with the silver tongue
I finally got his ring
You won't believe how bright it shines
Magic pulsing green
So we rubbed a couple pennies smooth
And pulled our cash together
To buy a jar of lightning bugs
That helped us see at night
I traded up my trusty hat
For a pistol with two shots
You traded your last can of beef
For a shiny perfume bottle
You sprayed it and at the bottom
Was left a little drop
An old coat I had
The elbows stained in mud
I traded that for a rusty sword
With a ruby in the handle
You thought you needed
A warm blue egg
Because you traded your left shoe
The man at the bazaar with the shining tooth
One eye green and one eye blue
Rear my palm for a single lock
Of your dark red hair
A ripped up pack of playing cards
Missing the jack of clubs and joker
Tattered torn biology book
With someone's name in it
Told me everything about you
For the price of a boot lace
A bag of wool for a motel room
We slept like stones
And all was fine
Feb 2012 · 655
Kite High
JL Feb 2012
You swallowed all the important puzzle pieces
Maybe when you pull your finger scissors out of the socket
You won't remember how sad this is

Doing all the downtown drugs
Gives you the uptown feeling
Ringing your head like a church bell

******* you for turning even a simple drive home
Into a knock down drag out
I don't need your mess of wires
I'll just wait until you sleep
And take a kitchen knife to your circuits
....yeah that's what I'm gonna do
JL Feb 2012
The Pale horse came foaming
From a dissipating cloud
The sound of all Hells army

Heat between our fingers
Radiating wonder

Draining bucket after bucket
On the alter we rebuilt

The color from your face is lost
Ravaged you like cancer
Arrows of fire
Poisoned you with fever
Hot sweat boiled between us
As I wait for you to go

But your dreams are perfect
Beneath a shaded oak tree
You fell asleep with me
Flowers growing and dying around us
Trails of sailing clouds
Thin enough to breathe
Fingers are a wonder
Touch softly on my face
Warm or cool it didn't matter

Heaven thank you for taking her
Heaven keep her
The mountains here are cold
I stumble on them alone
The deserts are dry
Sand no longer chokes you
Or cuts your eyes
I drag through them alone

Silent seas of blood
I only wish to drown in
So I can be with you

Hail of fire falls
And I cry for the rocks to fall upon me
Your picture now smeared and faded
As the seals are broken
I fight scorpions with the body of a lion
And the face of a man
As the heaven white ******
Walks on the seas
The dragon circles the shore
Searching for her scent

The wisemen bow before him
Giving gifts of gold
As the book of life is opened
And my name was not called

Breaking from the line to find you
But millions line the streets
Behind me he thunders
Depart for I knew you not

Sent to dine  with Hades
As your candle in heaven is covered
In the black sulfur
Heated beyond any fire
I can smile as you sit beneath an oak
In some corner of heaven
Dreaming about me
What god would not allow
True love to break the gates of fire
Feb 2012 · 744
Mohammed
JL Feb 2012
The whole city is dry
Dust collects around the feet of skeletons who rest against the streetlamps
Drunken schoolboys ride down the side walk
Swaying back and forth to unknown music
Like a dandelion in the moonlight
****** packs of dogs roam the streets
Looking for a corpse
Licking the bones clean
Buildings rise tall and white
A row of teeth gnashing together against the light
The ******  moon  is ashamed at the beauty
Now rusted and broken
Long legs that step from torn black limousines
Tall women in ripped black dresses
Sway hips in the hot summer night
Hair standing on end at the thought  of  alcohol
******* raddled coat checker
Watches with a cigarette
Dangling from his lips
White blazer splashed with mud
On his left shoulder

There I was
Slinking down the back alley
Looking for a store bought life
Long lost in some war
Maybe it is the call of the jazz club
Dying on the corner
Or my hand locked to a paper bag
I got from the gas station
Maybe it was clouds
Laughing at me
I am jealous of their freedom
As the float past me
Pointless as a puddle
I stepped into the gutter
Black water  to my ankle
Knee deep in depression
But the air was warm
Lights danced like candles down the winding street
Who knows where I’m going
I don’t seem to mind
JL Feb 2012
You were softer than a cloud
Torn apart by the slightest breeze
A handful of dust was enough to poison
The entire ocean
In the heart of that sea
You were a dream
Sunlight dances on your skin
Beneath the blue

The waves pushed me into the moon
After night fell
We floated
Laughing
At the boats passing
On the way to nothing important at all

Anybody could hear us
Under a sky full of
Silver flowers

Calling sea birds
Circle us
As we try to remeber
What solid ground felt like beneath our feet
Feb 2012 · 598
Sweet thing
JL Feb 2012
Cuts and bruises have their uses
Piano player blues
The five or ten
You call your friends
Never really care

Cut your hair
Shave your face
Put your shined shoes on
Part your hair
On the side
Tie on your tie

It all happens for a reason
Red hair braided
Cross legged on the hood of her car
It's so cold out
Here's my coat

A bottle of golden liquor
Drink so deep
Burn and sing
Songs about your lover

"I'm here to take
Or to give
What's known is unimportant
I love your music
Play play play
It's so beautiful you say
Life is so beautiful you say
Saved by the clouds
And by the seas
I became a prince
The golden ring
Meant not a thing
Naked breast
Silver chain
Cool metal fingers
Are my downfall
Fingers on a pearl piano
The ivory tongue sings

String the moon
String the stars
Snip them with the scissors
Then came rain
And then came thunder
"
Feb 2012 · 1.3k
It took fog
JL Feb 2012
It took fog to realize
There is no use in growing
Things that grow will always be cut down
Dew on the grass, peppered by spider webs
Hills full of red angry fire ants

It took fog to remember
That I could always go back home
That I could skip the canal
And pick an orange straight from the tree
Peeling it with a rusted pocket knife
Would you sit in the grass with me?
The stick of the juice between your fingers

It took fog to show me
That I can still walk down the rows of sugar cane
After playing hide and seek
That I can still **** snakes
And get cut by the sawgrass

It took fog to remind me
That the mangroves were
Full of mosquitoes and fish
And the yellow sun
Was only a round disk
Through the fog
JL Feb 2012
HA HA skin and bones
Gotta love skin and bones
Crank
Shooting guns into the air!

Ha ha ha
Burning matches!
Yeah the fire

Ha Burn all your money and your stuff!
It's gonna be fun to sleep out under the moon
Im a werewolf too!
Can i feel your fangs?
Poke
That's not a joke ha ha

Don't worry so much! Tommorow will be fun
You'll see
We can walk down the street
Avoiding sunlight
The shadows feel so right
Ha ha
Skin your knees
Climbing up trees
We fought demons and cannibal Indians
With wooden swords!

Ha ha
Don't be so nervous kid
We can go for a swim
Jumping off rocks
Then talk talk
Till the sun falls off again
Werewolves again
Running through the trees
The bees knees ha ha
The bees knees!
JL Feb 2012
Each step I took
Away from your gravestone felt
As if they were miles

The rain fell cool at
The rate of a heartbeat- quiet
Statue of the angel

Arms outstretched toward  
Bleak heavens (void and mute)- a thorny
Rose spills perfume at her feet
Feb 2012 · 973
There is a Happy Land
JL Feb 2012
Looks like its back
Back to beer bottles
Back to juke boxes
That won't play David Bowie
No matter how much I ask

Just when I thought I was a real boy
My strings tangled
And I fell flat on my face
Another walk home
Drunk
It's great to live out in the boondocks
Not a soul to bother
I can lay out in the stars
And smoke cigarettes
And write poetry
Sometimes I ***** out loud to god
But really
Who am I to whine
Ive worked hard
To be able to play my own David Bowie records
As loud as I want
With the front door wide open
Laying in the lawn
Singing along
Singing along
Feb 2012 · 729
Fate
JL Feb 2012
Black arrow spins through
Cold winter air-catching breath
Cleaves the heart in two
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