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James Jarrett Jan 2014
My hand still reaches
with loves intent

To be greeted only
with fleeting warmth

How you elude me
and my love

Like a doe in the woods

Always there,but never close
James Jarrett Jan 2014
In cold and bitter dark

Madness falls like rain

The muddied slopes of reason

Slowly slip away

Gentle momentum

In falling

Gains

And brings the mountain

Tumbling down
James Jarrett Jan 2014
My heart is broken
I
  bleed
           sorrow
                      like
                            fal­ling
                                      rain
James Jarrett Jan 2014
Days gone bye
That I can never
Exchange
Still haunt me,
Stalk me
In the still
Dark forest
Of my sleep
Weaving ‘Tween
The trees of memory
Like late
Morn’  fog
Leaving
Trails in the darkness
Of my long
Forgotten pain
I stay lost
Blissfully
In the dark
Damp of night
James Jarrett Jan 2014
He has gone past
being a  man
He has transcended life
and crossed over
though he is still here
His works and dreams
are gone
Though he doesn’t know
He has become a fragile shell
Holding the vestiges of life
of family
to the end
He has faded in the pain
Consumed by the unfightable enemy within
I stopped in to see him
on St. Paddy’s day
I hoped that he could make that party
that he wanted to attend
But it was not to be
If I could turn back time
by a week, I would
Just a week
All the man wanted
was a **** St. Paddy’s day party
He has become
one of the lost Irish souls
for on St. Paddy’s day
we are all Irish
At least
that is what he told me
I lift one for you tonight
Happy St. Paddy’s day
and goodbye to one **** good Irishman
James Jarrett Jan 2014
Spiraling down

With broken wings

Shot sure to it's mark

The hard ground beneath

Comes fast to meet you

We followed you

To find

A fragile bird

With broken wing

Dragged in the dirt

Limping, unable  to fly

We tried to save you

From hard, capable hands

That quickly snuffed your life
James Jarrett Jan 2014
She wraps me in her  icy flow

and chills me 'til I'm warm

Soothes away the open space

With sand and pebbled shores

She tries to lull me downriver

Gently pulling, drowsing

Massaging the miles off me

Relaxing

I know she lies

I know she'd take me to the big river

Carrying me like an eddying breeze

But I want to lay back and dream

And slowly drift away
Bright angel river, bottom of the grand canyon
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