stephenie paige |
february above this farmland
a cold sunrise stripes the sky
a heron slips through the reeds
in the green swift creek
"who am I?" I ask the new sun
"only you know" comes the answer
james lee jobe
You can decide to walk in freedom. You can choose to walk differently. You can walk as a free person, enjoying every step.
Thich Nhat Hanh
bastard
I am sick of listening to your voice
I must find a way to muffle
the sound of you
your god damned voice
your nonsense
it is silence that I want
don't have
don’t deserve
and likely will never possess
your suggestions are tedious
your tonality is a long drone
bastard
even when I close my eyes
you remain
in my mind's eye
in my thoughts
torturing me
a torment
and age is catching up with me
if my time grows short
let it be time without you
I am trying to block you out
you bastard
you son of a bitch
and this time father
when I walk away from your grave
I am never coming back
james lee jobe
You must personally accept the responsibility of improving your own life.
Lama Surya Das
Everyday you bicycle down perfect streets, past perfect houses where perfect people lead perfect lives. And you? Are you perfect, too? The LSD of your mind whispers of chaos and the non-conformist freedom that makes up the whole of you and your differences, and you are thankful for that. You can count the reasons for this gratitude on your fingers and toes, and on the spinning spokes of your bicycle wheels. Nothing is perfect, and isn’t that perfect?
james lee jobe
Sometimes I think of poems as language with a little bit of luck in it.
William Stafford
the land mirrors the memory of the footsteps
and the lives that came before
heartbeat and breath life and death
every root every insect all are a part
of the whole even us
james lee jobe
Where there are humans,
You'll find flies,
And Buddhas.
Kobayashi Issa
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