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jim moore Aug 28
The mind, blurred
Ever so slightly
By the golden remedy  
Tries desperately to
Squeeze out
A thought
A tear
A tired mind aches
For freedom
A breath
My last breath
Anything in the wake of nothing,
is something
1/9/2017

I find it so funny when I stumble on things that I wrote years ago that I don’t remember.  The old golden remedy is always good for lubricating the synapses of creativity.
jim moore Aug 28
If karma is real
What the **** did i do in my past life?
jim moore Feb 27
You saw it coming,
you knew it
I had my chance,
I blew it
You held my hand
We walked to the edge

I couldn’t jump
A missed opportunity that I wish I had the chance to do over.
jim moore Sep 2023
Sitting alone
In a dark room
The clock on the wall
An hour slow
The recurring theme
Dark chocolate legs
Calling me
Couldn’t even take my first sip
Of Electric Jellyfish
Before they disappeared
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Written 6/19, discovered for the first time (sober apparently) on 9/6/2023
jim moore Jun 2023
Just because you ******* ****
You always have
jim moore Jun 2023
I just drove by
where you took
your last breath

it's been a while
I'd forgotten
not of you
just the place

where we planted the tree
in your memory

at least you truly lived
by our drunken motto
carpe diem
and you died
doing what you loved

I'm sure you're raising hell
wherever you are
hopefully not there

and I'll never forget
our promise to
not let time or distance
grow between us

so cheers my friend
until we meet again
and pick up where we left off
wherever you are

save a seat for me
jim moore Jun 2023
It’s been so long
A distant memory now
Erased digitally (******* box.net)
But distinct in my mind
No longer to be recalled
Except in my memory
So beautiful it is
So beautiful you were
Never to be erased (******* box.net)
Because true beauty
Will stand the test of time
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