"blank stare
rougher mind
intrigue & management
of fear and repirval
a shuffled foot
reminded of hesitation
of thought, action
trust"
- js 2010
the journey we make is one step at a time. self reflective. joint with those we encounter. these are my words. my thoughts. my ideas. inspired by living. and made for dreams.
Friday, May 13, 2011
Saturday, May 7, 2011
it hurts to tell
"anger withholds its patience
creeping forward with envy and
drops
toward the one who welcomes
it with open arms
though felt in hands gripped
through swallowed while by itself
teeth clenched
permeated sadness turns
out its hidden lust for
anger...
withholding its patience"
- js 2010
creeping forward with envy and
drops
toward the one who welcomes
it with open arms
though felt in hands gripped
through swallowed while by itself
teeth clenched
permeated sadness turns
out its hidden lust for
anger...
withholding its patience"
- js 2010
Saturday, April 30, 2011
halted in seperation
"solid silence permeates
through stares at
back and turned face
gold light incurs its
debt on humanity
through its lending
of splendour.
Blank face, dark eyes
hollow of fact or
substance.
strong hold until
chest strapped, marked
for lack of depth
graceful fall of linen
coat skims stark
reality underfoot"
- js 2010
through stares at
back and turned face
gold light incurs its
debt on humanity
through its lending
of splendour.
Blank face, dark eyes
hollow of fact or
substance.
strong hold until
chest strapped, marked
for lack of depth
graceful fall of linen
coat skims stark
reality underfoot"
- js 2010
Saturday, April 23, 2011
the most of depth
"stoned. stoning. stone faced stares.
cold breath and temperature change.
my legs speak volumes of the place i'm in.
status stamps. status collars. status tags.
personal void becomes stitching unreturned.
operatic voices would fill the gap.
until then, silence - only that of breath up and down.
in and out.
politics. emotions. business.
what is missing out above.
dreams"
cold breath and temperature change.
my legs speak volumes of the place i'm in.
status stamps. status collars. status tags.
personal void becomes stitching unreturned.
operatic voices would fill the gap.
until then, silence - only that of breath up and down.
in and out.
politics. emotions. business.
what is missing out above.
dreams"
- js 2009
Sunday, April 17, 2011
with those who bare our love.
"when one day we find ourselves useless
embarrassment brushes past with force - so as to saturate its presence.
though words catch beyond the realm of understanding.
still projected with the days thoughts shining down from the sky. this day.
while waiting we commit to stand still - and give ourselves wholly to each moment.
why wait then?
when can we all run through the weights thrown out?
why not forget they are ours to carry.
without presence, things seem enough, but its enough to know we are all diminished by those things"
embarrassment brushes past with force - so as to saturate its presence.
though words catch beyond the realm of understanding.
still projected with the days thoughts shining down from the sky. this day.
while waiting we commit to stand still - and give ourselves wholly to each moment.
why wait then?
when can we all run through the weights thrown out?
why not forget they are ours to carry.
without presence, things seem enough, but its enough to know we are all diminished by those things"
- js 2008
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