Peace… Jessie 3/05


Standing in an amber field alone with my thoughts

Catching the faintest hint of autumn leaves carried on a southbound breeze

Looking up I feel the warmth of the mid-day’s sun beating down upon my face

I am a wick soaking up every detail of the day

I close my eyes and in my mind I see how things should be

I am no longer me but have become the experience of the moment

I am one of the million stalks of grain swaying in the gentle breeze

I could stand here all day engulfed in the solitude of natures hug

Here I feel welcome; here, there is no need to stand guard

The burden of maintaining the walls of protection can be eased

Here I want of nothing and I offer nothing

Here I am at peace  

Regenerating the mind, body and soul

Happy will be the day I don’t have to leave

Autumn…by Jessie 9/05

Autumn, the days visit shortly and the earth sighs
The winds tide changes dropping from the north
Crisp; clean, awakening

Leaves rustle high, amongst the outstretched arms of each branch
One last dance, then in an exhausted state, drops
Carried ever so gently on whispered winds

A blanket of colors tucks in the ground
Eclectic tapestry, colors and shapes
Shuffled feet reweaving

Cinnamon smells and autumn leaves, permeate the air
Aromas lure forgotten times
Innocent and pure

Angels Wings…by Jessie 11/04



Feathers create an Angels wings…
One is for their flight
One is for the children, to protect them in the night
One is for the broken heart that needs an Angels care
One is for humanity, in need of much repair
One is for the starving man, living on the street
One is for the liar and all of his deceits
One is for crying souls, which have not yet been born
One is for the widow and every night she mourns
One is for the rich man that never seems to give
One is for the attempt to die, when it hurts too much to live
One is for the ignorance and all the hate it brings
One is for the caulis words, which swarms at you and stings
One is for the gentle touch a mother gives her child
One is for the summer breeze, which makes the day seem mild
One is for the little girls, chasing little boys
One is for the sad birthdays, when children have no toys
One is for the mother, working two jobs, day and night
One is for the baby bird that jumps to its first flight
Angel’s wings have many quills; each one there is a need
And every time a human cries, the Angel flies with speed

Where is my Angel?…by Jessie

Every child at its birth

Receives an Angel guide

To help them through there trying times

And stand right by their side

Here I stand now

Head hung down

The forgotten son

I’m entitled to my Angel

All the rest got one

I think perhaps ….that God forgot

I, might be in need

Give them one… but not to me?

Is that what he decreed?

Do I not cry?

Will I get lost?

Should I be all alone?

Oh where is my sweet Angel

To hear me when I moan?

Don’t send me down upon the earth

With out my Angel guide

Oh where is my sweet Angel

To stand right by my side?

I am Lost…by Jessie 7/05

I’ve walked a narrow path all my life and never veered off the trail
Curiosity my companion; temptation an unwanted guest
Somehow along the way I forgot who was talking
I blinked
Distracted and confused
I slipped
Tumbling down the hill
I stand, to a new trail, a new view, a less understood, and yet a more interesting trail
I’m lost and unable to trace my way back
Not even sure I want to go back? Or do I and don’t know if the trail will be the same?
Stay and wait to be found? Or continue on?
Trying to listen, trying to follow the inner compass
Calling out, soft echoes of yesterday, but the sound is faint
Nothing is working
I am lost
Who will find me first?

Take me Away…by Jessie 5/06

Take me away… to a world without pain
Take me away, where they smile
Take me away…to field of green grass
A place… I can run wild
Take me away…to where people make sense
A place where their motives are pure
Take me away… where the air is clean
And the orange blossoms lure
Take me away …to where evils not spoke
Where war is not even a word
Take me away… to where children aren’t hurt
Where the screams of their pain are not heard
Take me away…to where man can help man
Where it’s not about getting ahead
Take me away … to cities without fear
Where the streets aren’t littered with dead
Take me away… to where I spend my last days
Where the sights and the sounds, are of love
Take me away on the wings of an Angel
To the Heavens from earth far above

Moment in Time…by Jessie 4/06

Close your eyes, stopping time; transporting self away
Existential experiences, mind wondering off to play
Look around, nothing moves, dissecting what you see
Embracing and appreciating all of what could be
Senses sharp, all five of them; tasting, touch and smell
Ears wide open, eyes are too; in the moment, is where you dwell
Arms out to side, feel the breeze, penetrate your form
Sunlight reflects and bends the rays, as if the air was torn
Birds in flight but never move, study while you can
Why we never see these things, is hard to understand
Close your eyes, stopping time, transport yourself away
See the things you never see, while rushing through the day
Past and future, occupy, all our space and time
Present, just a notion, resting on the thinnest line
An elusive little moment, compiling our very lives
A compilation of experiences, none of which of trite
Enjoy every moment; the next may be your last
Close your eyes, stopping time, and breathe your final gasp

Open up the Wound…by Jessie 7/05


Time has healed the wound
The scar thick and numb

News came today
Picking at the wound

Tearing at the flesh
Until the bloods released

Memories close at hand
Feelings unappeased

Am I still attached?
By this single thread

Is his blood half mine?
Have I been, deceived?

Do I want to know?
Was everything a lie?

Open up the wound
Memories will not die

Upside Down …by Jessie 6/05

Birds flying backwards, Lions sleep with lambs

Peace invading every home, all across the land

Summer time is very cold, up is always down

Take a trip to nowhere, King’s without a crown

Comics, never funny, all the news is good

Always do the things you’re told, like you know you should

Sleep awake and never dream, breakfast late at night

Third world countries in control, landfills now in sight

Walk in circles, back and forth, farm animals in the house

Cat’s chase dogs and elephants, aren’t frightened by a mouse

**** a man, he never dies, forget the ones you love

Throw a star up to the sky, which fell from high above

It’s a crazy world we live in, rules finely cast

Believe in anything you want, nothing ever lasts

The Minds Eye…by Jessie 4/05


It’s dark but I see clearly into the minds eye of despair

Consumed by the emotions that overwhelm the senses

Panic, fear, desolation vibrate within my head like an excited atom

The transference of the event captivates and repels

I want to know how it ends and yet I am sickened by it

Release me from the vision and rewind time, so the poor soul may be freed

I sometimes walk too close to the line until the line is no more

Some how I have found my way in, now unable to get out

Blind the minds eye; pierce the oracle that subdues and paralyzes

Let there be a stark page of white and let there be serenity

Sterile…by Jessie 8/05

There isn’t much in a sterile life
There is no color, the walls are white

The floors are cold, on my feet
There is no flavor to the food I eat

The only smell, is of alcohol
In this sterile life

People come and people go
None of them really want to know
What it’s like to live in a sterile life

They look at you with big blank stares
Don’t get close, don’t you dare
Contaminate this sterile life

Not much to do but sit and think
Hours go by and I never blink
Time is slow in a sterile life

Wipe things down, one more time
Make them sparkle make them shine
No room for germs in a sterile life

Well… day goes by and night will fall
No excitement here at all
It’s just a sterile life

It gets sunny, if you let it in
But then why bother, you think again
It will only ruin a perfectly good sterile day

Don’t try to love don’t try to hate
Your living in a sterile state
There really isn’t much in a sterile life

Hidden Art…by Jessie 04/2011
A famous piece and work of art
Was hung and faced a wall
Hidden in a room so dark
Never seen at all
Although the strokes were bold
The colors intensely bright
The art was sold
Forever more kept out of sight
What a shame this piece of art
Once hung for all to see
A jewel amongst the other art
Interpretation free
The art inspired those who looked
Warmed their hearts inside
Canceled reservations booked
Empty space…all cried
Where is the art that occupied this space?
The wall sits white and stark
A hook now hung the only trace
Art… hiding in the dark

Tired Angel…by Jessie


The Angel sat alone in wait            

For the call to come                        

Ready to help those in need            

The bell had not yet rung                

Then one day the Angel heard

The worst of all the cries

Lifted up his heavy head

And wiped his teary eyes

I’ve heard this cry …

I know the sound…

I’ve searched for it before

The pain that emanates form it

Is like a mighty roar

So why when I look for it

I never seem to find?

To help this taunted soul

In the nick of time

So frustrated …

The Angel called for help

Another Angel came to him

A mirror hung from his belt

The Angel grabbed the mirror
And stood not far apart

Held it to the Angels face
And said …

The cries, come from your heart

Forgotten Prayer…by Jessie 7/06

Many days since first event, when secrets start to keep
Holding close to sober breast, and never make a peep
Lie alone, late at night; a tear swells in her eye
A call cried out on whispered breath, rising to the sky
Help, is what the whisper calls, help me with my pain
Take the day of tragedy, and start my life again
Angel come, I beckon thee, extract the visions from my head
Allow me just a little peace, is how the prayer was said
Years had come and years had gone, and every night the prayer
Soon the prayer was never said, taws thought that no one cared
Then one day, unexpected, and answer came her way
I am your Angel, come to help, but her reply was…go away!
I don’t believe, I never called, who do you think you are?
I find this quite ridiculous and frankly quite bizarre
You called upon me, in you deep distress, to help you in you plight
I waited for the right time; tonight shall be your night
The Angel tried without success to prove why he was there
The more he tried the more she fought, repeating, she didn’t care
But life’s a test we have to pass before the answers come
Many fail before they start, fearful they all run
One day she may awaken, to realize her fate
Remembering she made the call, but sadly it’s too late

Blue Balloons …by Jessie 12/05

Blue balloons of inflated dreams
Set aloft by buoyant optimism  
Carried on high, by rising warm winds
Afloat… on undulating currants
Adrift… without will
Higher and higher, the air thin and cold
Oppressive and restrictive
Despondent cobalt sphere
Ponderous and slowly becoming void
The thinly stretched translucent skin, smooth no more
Unable to attain a pinnacle, higher than the dream itself
Limpid blue balloons




Sad Dreams…by Jessie 12/05

Exuberant children dreaming large
Boundless expectations
The tethered umbilical released
Connections broken
No fear of dreaming big
Willing and eager; entertaining and encouraging the blossoming dream  
Age and knowledge chipping away
Life’s reality invades
Heavy and empty
Vulnerable as those around see through
Exposed to the elements
Dreams never reality, better left dreams
Solemn adults

Help…by Jessie

Have you seen the battered face, of a child, that has been beat?

Lying in a pool of blood, at their attackers feet

Or the empty stare within their eyes, from nothing left to lose

Beaten by their father, who drank his weight in *****

Have you seen the trembling fear, which takes them from within?

And have you seen their broken hearts, brought about by others sins

Have you seen the broken arms, and bodies, which have been burnt?

The cycle as continued, the battered children learnt

The pain…it hurts but at its worst, despairs what kills the soul

And knowing that a loved on beat you, also takes its toll

Have you seen the caskets, laying quietly at you feet?

And the head stones of the children, in rows so nice and neat

So why are you still watching, when you hear the children cry?

Do them all a favor, and open up your eyes

Rise and Fall… by Jessie 7/06

Indigent and barefoot, walking down the street
Sidewalks hot
Head hung low
Savings all deplete
Hungry from not eating; unshaven and unkempt
Tattered clothes
Need a bath
Hair below his neck
Nails framed by blackened dirt, digging through the trash
Find a meal
Fight the flies
Intermittent memories
Flashing from his past
Once a man of dignity, an executive at his firm
Grand existence
Had it all
Until the tables turned
Hair thin line from there to here
Separates us all
Higher up you rise
Farther down you fall

Heavens Battle… by Jessie 3/05


Long ago Lucifer, was cast away by sin

Heavens door unguarded; Lucifer snuck in

Heaven calm and quite at peace, until evil came to play

Everything it touched turned black and darkened all the days

Panic hit the heavens, Serenity the cost

Fallen Angels everywhere, this war was almost lost

But suddenly, there was a light, bearing down upon the hoard

Arch Angels, in their war attire, sent to battle, by the Lord

Like locusts in a feeding swarm; evils minion stomped and stormed

The Angels drew their battle lines; alliances were formed

Swords clinched with in their fists, slashing at the beast

Pools of blood, horns and wings strewn beneath their feet

The smell of death was in the air; the tide began to change

The Angels force was mightier, than Satan and his gang

Backing up the evil and sending it below

Cries poured out from both sides, with each crushing blow

All four Arch Angels; exhausted from the fight

Circled amongst the fallen, on that apocalyptic night

Gabriel was wounded, Michael much the same

Raphael and Uriel, each taking half the blame

Gabriel’s wing half severed, a **** in Michael’s side

Both continued fighting, finding strength within their pride

Four against the many; brave and pure of heart

Broke right through the enemy’s lines and tore them all apart

Back to back these four fought, ridding heaven of its curse

Knowing had they not succeeded; things would be much worse

Other Angels finely came, to carry off the dead

Cleaning up the heavens floor, stained by blood of red

Tears were shed for fallen friends, which stood against the foe

To this day the numbers, no one seems to know

Then all the Angels sang a song, Angelic and full of grace

About the time when goodness won and drove evil from this place

The Race….by Jessie 11/05

Once I was a tadpole, swimming very fast
I knew that if I didn’t swim, my life just wouldn’t last
I swam with all my energy
I swam with all my might
I swam with every ounce I had
That one romantic night
I beat out all the others, I did it all in style
I beat out all the millions, just to make a child
So… from a tadpole I did grow, into this man I am
A metamorphic wonderment… in front of you I stand

Steadfast…by Jessie


Ride the horse into the ground, beat it with your crop.

Drive him deep into the sand, until he finely drops.

The massive beast lye panting; all lathered and nostrils flared.

His heavy chest expanding then collapsed from lack of air.

But you poked and kick the gentle beast, just wanting one last ride.

As he stood, you jumped his back; he tried to take a stride.

His eyes rolled back, his legs gave way, he had no more to give.

He fell again and that was it, the beast no longer lived.

Not content with what you got, still you wanted more.

You poked and beat him with your crop until his flesh was tore.

Day’s went by and time had passed, the corps lay in the sun.

You never left, you were determined, to beat him tell he’d run.

Riders pass the solemn sight and swear that they can see;

You standing there, still beating, a lifeless ****** steed.

The Poet’s Soul…by Jessie 12/05

The poem is the poet’s soul
Deepest, darkest thoughts
Vulnerable and exposed
Expressions, like tasted wine
Sipped and swirled
Bouquets of overpowering aromas
Fruity, nutty flavors
Then spit onto the opaque page
Pallet cleansed, a release of tormented visions let go
Let go for now, but captured for eternity
For those still to come
For those willing to explore and satiate their cravings to know
There are those, content with the time a clock tells
Look close, for a clock is more than the time
Delicate mechanisms, intricate and complex
See past the surface, there is a world deep below
The poem is the staircase leading down

Life’s Secrets …by Jessie 2/06

There are certain secrets to this world
I’ll share with you today
It may help you understand
The rules and how to play
First… all the things you think you know
You don’t really know at all
Don’t ever plan for failure
But trust that you will fall
See all the people for what they are
Don’t expect any more than they can give
Know that they will change the rules
To justify, the way they live
Know that people will want from you
Agendas they all have
Misery loves company
Down with you they’ll drag
A smile is but a way to cover
Deceits that they all hide
Look way past the ****** masks
To their souls down deep inside
If a favors offered to you
Ones, expected in return
Offend a person but one time
Your back, you best not turn
Agree, if asked a question
The truth who wants to hear?
Never give away…
The things you want, or fear
Time has all the value
You can never get it back
Knowledge makes you powerful
In case you are attacked
All things take a second seat
On a list of things, your one
If any, tell you differently  
From them you better run
There are quite a lot of secrets
These are but a few
Suffice to say the rules change
The game is won or lost by you

The Monster…by Jessie1/06

The day began in a most unpretentious way
Unbeknownst to me, what was lurking in the shadows of my mind
Smiling, laughing, engaged in every way
The day sunny and warm
Then in a blink
I felt a chill, and a vale slowly enshrouded every thought I had
Encompassing and choking the day’s life
The monster has broken free and is taking me from within
It’s grasp strong, its purpose unrelenting
I must summon the energy to fight while I still have the strength
It’s getting hard to see
The walls are closing in
It’s an effort to breath
I must not give in
I can break the binds that shackle my will
Who will fight with me?
Who will not allow the monster to drive his wedge of despair deep into my heart?
I am alone in this fight I feel, if only because I have gone into seclusion with the monster
He draws me in, because he knows my weaknesses and knows I am more vulnerable alone
Why do I fall for his trickery every time?
This is not a battle for just today
The monster will not be vanquished
I must learn how to battle better
I must secure a tether to those who will battle with me
For the next time I am drawn in, I will have an allied by my side

Message… by Jessie

Far away on planes not known,
Lingers, congestive thoughts of love

Pierce the heart with words not used
Sent on the wings of a snow white dove

Wrapped up tight in the soul of a man
And released slowly into air

The wings sail through the wispy clouds
Opened wide and feathers flared

Leaving a residue of star dust trails
While racing hard and fast

Fate is set in motion
The dyes have all been cast

Landing gently, at its intendeds feet
The message finely brought

Deciphered through the help of love
Words you’ve always sought

As you read, with bright blue eyes
The message of how I feel

Know it comes because of you
And my heart that you did steal

Spring… by Jessie 3/07

Awaken… slumber no more
Arise and allow the warmth of longer days to melt away encapsulated desires.
Like sap from a tree, surging to its highest points, rejuvenating and bringing life back to the dormant.
Blink, then blink again, reacquaint thy eyes with anew
Reach out; allow the sinew that binds around thy bones to become malleable
Smell the sweet allure of what’s to come
Young buds waiting to burst in an array of colors, painting last season’s neglect
The faint sound of the highest keys, musically tapping into an ensemble
of nourishing delight.
Shifting winds, cleansing the earth of its ice incrusted shell
Meadowlarks, blessing the transformation with their melodic calls
Bathe, in the new day of Spring

Emerald Rain…by Jessie  05/06

Emerald rain from heavens skies; sparkle in the sun.

Millions of them all alike, all except for one.

One drop, unlike the rest; special and stands alone.

Squeezed out from an Angels eyes; greener than the stone.

In the drop, a seed of hope, planted from the fall.

A way to change and rectify, the damage done by all.

From one seed, the world changed.

Hate replaced by love.

Harmonious states of happiness;

Showered down, from up above.

No Angel knows which one of them, sent that single tear.

That switched the course of human life.

For all the coming years.

Once in every thousand years, the Angels gather round.

Look upon the state of man, while faces turn to frowns.

Sadden by the damage; all the Angels cry.

Emerald drops of rain, falling from their eyes.

One Angel carries the sacred tear.
Which saves us from our sins.

That cast away the damage.

And saves us once again.

Where's the little girl?…by Jessie 3/o4

I’ll pose a question hard to hear        
with an answer not in sight              
A question asked by a little girl        
at bed time every night                      

How can a father give a life            
then take it all away?                          
But that's what happened to that girl
one dark and troubling day

Her father looked into her eyes
and that little girl looked back
But emptiness was in her eyes
right after her attack

Somewhere deep inside the shell
that little girl dwells
Trying to hide, away from him
and her living hell

She crawled within her heart and mind
Trying to get away
But no matter how deep she went
The memory was there to stay

Trust and love was taken
Half a girl remained
Now she lives that dreadful time
Every day in pain

What exactly happened,
There is no need to know
Just the fact it cause this pain
That continues to grow and grow

Making up excuses
Just to get her by


Whatever happened to that little girl
Peering through those eyes?

Little Deal… by Jessie 7/05

Little boy, wipe your tears men aren’t supposed to cry

Little girl, feeling fat, ***** till you die

Little boy, drink some more, until the pain is gone

Little girl, pop a pill, nothing will seem wrong

Little boy, take a leap and feel the rope pull tight

Little girl, walk the streets, tonight may be the night

Little boy cut your wrists then close your eyes and sleep

Little girl, hold it in and never make a peep

Little boy, take the gun and put it to your head

Little girl, jump in the pool then breath until your dead

Little boy, little girl, what message will you hear?

Sell your soul to me, there’s nothing you should fear

Night Thoughts… by Jessie 6/05

Longing hearts and promises, to comfort in the night

Dreams of love, to caress the mind, and futures burring bright

Silky skin, and eyes of blue, cradles every thought

Experiences from younger days, the lessons all been taught

Time stands still when all alone; A man can barely think

Fill my cup to over flow; from it I take a drink

Written in the book of life; information shared

Intersecting pages; connections now compared

Possibilities endless; probabilities short

Plugging holes within the walls, protecting unmanned forts  

Options weighed and calculated; clutter every space

Endless opportunities; tails being chased

Close your eyes and slow the speed, of your beating chest

Focus all your energy; letting chaos rest  

A smiling face and open arms welcome and invite

Dreams of love caress the mind, sustain me in the night

The Cost…by Jessie 2/07

As I stood on the hill surveying
The blackened aftermath
I peered with the eye of an eagle
For life, to cross my path
Many hours I stood there waiting
My rifle tucked under my chin
The sun in the sky, began falling
And realization rolled in with the wind
Nothing was moving
Because nothing was left
Destruction had taken them all
It seemed I was the only one standing
So I allowed my rifle to fall
I gazed to the north
Then back to the south
Not sure, which way I should go
Feeling faint, I dropped to my knees
From the wound in my side, the blood flowed
With shallow breath and cold setting in
I asked myself… what was the cost?
The only thing gained on this ****** day
Was fathers and son were all lost

Full Circle…by Jessie 2/05


To wake up and not have you there

Is to be without you

A day without you is a day unfulfilled

And an unfulfilled day is a wasted day

A wasted day is a waste of time

And a waste of time is time lost

Lost time, is time never existing

If time never existed

Then nothing exists

If nothing exists

There is no purpose

So you see… I need you close to me so there is a purpose to exist and so I can spend my time not wasting the day.

Can You…by Jessie 2/05


Can you feel the peace within?

Can you feel the calm?

Can you sense serenity?

Your hand within my palm?

Can you gaze into my eyes and see a world at rest?

Can you feel my beating heart, deep within my chest?

Can you hear the laughter?

Can you see the smile?

Can you, explain this happiness, not felt in quite awhile?

Can you hold me close?

Can you keep me near?

Can you promise me your love, throughout the coming years?

Can you tell me what you did, to change these things in me?

Can you tell me how it happened; that we came to be?

I…by Jessie 7/05

I don’t belong of the flesh or the mind
I don’t belong from the beginning of time
I don’t belong in a thought or a word
I don’t belong

I find myself running from place to place
I find myself looking for me in your face
I find myself searching where no one will look
I never find myself

I cry for the pain that burdens the world
I cry for the tearless boys and girls
I cry for the suffering that plagues every man
I cry

I hurt, even though I am numb
I hurt so badly, I want to run
I hurt to point of feeling no pain
I hurt

I wonder if things will ever be good
I wonder if things will be like the should
I wonder if I will have what it takes
I wonder

Bones…by Jessie 11/06

In the moonlight night, on an autumns eve  
The wolfs bay for a mate
The wind whips down with an artic chill
Just north of the barring straights

It sends a sign of things to change
The profits couldn’t know
Shamans all around the world
By the fires, their bones they throw

In the shadows cast by heat
The oracle played out
In the bones the future told
Of what’s to come about

First a rift, small and trite
Ignites a tinder box
Engulfs, consumes, all that’s close
The world put on locked  

Devastation all around
No one left to see
What’s yours, what’s mine, what does it matter?
The loss  humanity

No time to spare, take up the bones
Get word out to the tribes
Your brother lives by your hand
Or dies right by your side

It’s up to you; it’s up to me
How the day proceeds
But know that how were judged
Is based upon our deeds

The land is not for taking
It’s borrowed day by day
Put back what you take
The debt, we all must pay

Time exacts what it is owed
Interest added on
A pound of flesh from every man
For all that it was wronged

Prepare yourself, for the time has come
The road leads many ways
Stay upon the road your on
And enjoy your final days