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 Sep 2014 Jedd Ong
Just Melz
I just wanna go home
But I don't know where *home
is
Is it that place where I have a bed?
Where I have my TV hooked up,
and I pay the rent?
Where the bills are in my name,
and my kids have their own room?
Where I walk outside and wave to my neighbors while I check the mail?
Cause that doesn't feel like home,
It's not the place that I wanna go,
It's not where I feel loved, it's not where I can be held when slowly drift off to sleep.
It's not the place I imagine in my dreams.
Home is not simply a place or bed to rest my weary head
It should be warmth, comfort and safety
A place filled with love for me and my family
That place where I have a bed to sleep and I call my nightmares dreams
It's just a house to keep my family living safely
It's not where I wanna go
*I wanna go home
 Sep 2014 Jedd Ong
Sia Jane
There was no choice
not if we're discussing,
survival.
Tidal waves crashed
to shore.
Even the sand laden
sacks
bore the burden
of turbulence
anger, shaking
shore lines.
Grasping on a
fisherman's
net,
hands splashing.
The belligerent mood
of countries
at war.
Mother Nature
herself, a
tyrant leader
asserting
her, hostile
hatred of,
humanities
degenerative, recurrent
bloodshed.
Oceans overspill,
dropping anchor
sea salt cleansing
open wounds
bleeding, oceanic
flow.
Scarlett filled
waters,
a mouth,
fish hooked.
The choice
of survival,
gone.
A reclaimed
reign of,
terror.
Mother Nature,
she always,
wins.

© Sia Jane
 Sep 2014 Jedd Ong
r
in the canyons
 Sep 2014 Jedd Ong
r
it's half-past our time
and i'm still listening-
a song about getting lost
in the canyons

-and the divide
seems much greater
than before-

if i don't look at you
maybe you won't see me

and i won't have to lie
here still
unmoved by you
and your kindness

i don't get lost there
anymore.

r ~ 9/8/14
\¥/\.  inspired by Neil Young's
   |       The Great Divide
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 Sep 2014 Jedd Ong
r
all these years
of digging square holes
and i still don't know
why we stopped building
round houses

a mindset
is a terrible thing to change

square houses, graves
and hospital corners
are harder to maintain

circular places
make an impact
less direct
and more peaceful

an earth lodge
on the knife river
can teach us
to feel at home

we lose sight
of small things forgotten.

r ~ 9/11/14
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  |    constructs of mindset
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 Sep 2014 Jedd Ong
r
pines
 Sep 2014 Jedd Ong
r
think your worst thought

and throw it deep in the pines
to get caught on the vines

then go there at night
when the light of a bone
colored moon makes shadows
rattle and bite

and hold that thought

tight.

r ~ 9/11/14
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|    ^^^^^
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 Sep 2014 Jedd Ong
r
Unbroken
the surface
in morning light

lone hawk
pauses in flight

alight on a pale blue sky.

r ~ 9/13/14
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/ \
 Sep 2014 Jedd Ong
r
mercy
 Sep 2014 Jedd Ong
r
mercy-
left town
on a late night train-
running again
with no place left to go

and all tracks look the same
when the lights are burning low

mercy-
don't come knocking
'round my door
-anymore

mercy-
I need mercy-
I need some more

and all tracks look the same
when the lights are burning low

mercy-
where she's gone
i don't know

-mercy.

r ~ 9/14/14
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  |     mercy
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 Sep 2014 Jedd Ong
r
kicking leaves
 Sep 2014 Jedd Ong
r
short legs
patched jeans
kicking leaves
piled to my knees

remembering color
living in sea salt pines
leaves little to imagine
of autumn rhymes

sweetgum sourwood birch
sycamore and dogwood
apple leaves beneath the plum tree
ash hickory maple and oak
mountains afire in Tennessee

eyes closed
smell of smoke-
kicking leaves
to the wind.

r ~ 9/16/14
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