As I Lay Here
By: James Dubeau
As I lay here
Eyes awake
Thoughts and dreams
My soul does make
Sleep is needed
Which can’t be fake
Or soon the day will come
Where I will break
Monday, March 29, 2010
Friday, March 26, 2010
All Kinds Of Mess
All Kinds Of Mess
By: James Dubeau
Just like a kitten
Clutching the branch
You are just
Hanging in there
But there you are
Sitting tonight
Alone
Drinking your drink
Fine Jameson
With juice
From an apple
Tears streaming down
As those mental daemons
Ravage
Pillage
The soft defenseless
Inner workings
Of your brain
Buck up chum
Keep it steady
An even keel
For there is light
At the far end
Of this tunnel
We call life
By: James Dubeau
Just like a kitten
Clutching the branch
You are just
Hanging in there
But there you are
Sitting tonight
Alone
Drinking your drink
Fine Jameson
With juice
From an apple
Tears streaming down
As those mental daemons
Ravage
Pillage
The soft defenseless
Inner workings
Of your brain
Buck up chum
Keep it steady
An even keel
For there is light
At the far end
Of this tunnel
We call life
Friday, March 19, 2010
Wednesday, March 17, 2010
What is...
What Is…
By: James Dubeau
What is
This life
That I live
What is
This choice
That I made
What is
Happening
All around me
What is
Going on
Around here
What is
The course
To take
What is
Going to be
The outcome
What is
The meaning
Of it all
What is
By: James Dubeau
What is
This life
That I live
What is
This choice
That I made
What is
Happening
All around me
What is
Going on
Around here
What is
The course
To take
What is
Going to be
The outcome
What is
The meaning
Of it all
What is
Monday, March 08, 2010
No Update Today
Due to the death of a friend and overload of work I am unable to post today and my future posts over this next week will be spotty.
Friday, March 05, 2010
Dogfight
Dogfight
By: James Dubeau
Radios crackled to life
Relaying messages
As aircraft
Dove against each other
Machineguns blasting
Filling the air
With gunpowder
And bullets
Men shouted their status
Men shouted attack plans
Men shouted for assistance
Voices were full
Of aggression
Hopelessness
Pain
Voices that were cut off
In mid sentence
Mid word
Mid syllable
Nothing could be done
To save those lost
Those heroic men
Who gave their soul
For God
And country
Nothing
But listen
And remember
By: James Dubeau
Radios crackled to life
Relaying messages
As aircraft
Dove against each other
Machineguns blasting
Filling the air
With gunpowder
And bullets
Men shouted their status
Men shouted attack plans
Men shouted for assistance
Voices were full
Of aggression
Hopelessness
Pain
Voices that were cut off
In mid sentence
Mid word
Mid syllable
Nothing could be done
To save those lost
Those heroic men
Who gave their soul
For God
And country
Nothing
But listen
And remember
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