Not So Different

Not So Different
By: James Dubeau

We are not so different
You and I
Cut from the same cloth
With the same die

Even though you are liberated and free
Letting it all go
As you wish and as you please

Crazy
Crazy hair
Crazy art
Crazy life
Crazy
Crazy
Crazy

Whereas I am conservative and uptight
Keeping it all in
Never forgetting what others may think

Sensible
Sensible hair
Sensible art
Sensible life
Sensible
Sensible
Sensible

That may be
Where our differences lie
But yet
Where our similarities rise

I Hate You

I Hate You
By: James Dubeau

I hate you
To the ends
Of my very being
I hate you
With
Rage that knows
No bounds
I hate you
With
A passion
Clenching
Fist at jaw
I hate you
With
A passion
That burns
Engulfing
My very soul
I hate you
With
A passion
That burns
So cold
That my veins are sliced
By icy blood
I
Hate
You

Your Court

Your Court
By: James Dubeau

Little green ball
Tossed from my hand
Reaching high
For the sky
Before plummeting back
Thwack
My racket sings
Through the air
Impacting upon
The fuzzy orb
Sending it hurtling
Away from me
With all my pent up
Rage
Hopes
Fears
Thoughts
Dreams
Into the hard realities
Of wooden walls
Thump
Rebounding now
The little planetoid
Returns to me
What that I had
Sent away
Thwack
Goes my racket again
Doubling my force
Doubling my effort
Thump
The ball returns
With heated fervor
Thwack
Thump
Thwack
Thump
Swish
Racket swings wide
Letting the ball
Get away
From me
From my racket
From my repeated bashing
But now I am ready
To get underway
With a grin
I pickup the ball
And flick it
Across the net
Are you ready?

Hit The Page

Hit The Page
By: James Dubeau

Write
Write
Write
That is what
They say
When you are
Locked
When you are
Blocked
When you are
Clocked?
Just keep them
Fingers on moving
Just keep them typing
Across those keys
Keep that Pen
Scribbling ink
Keep the thoughts
The emotions
The dreams
Flowing
And
Sooner or later
Something may come
Something decent
Shall hit the page

Goals

Goals
By: James Dubeau

Goals
Always
Seem
To
Be
Just
Out
Of
My
Reach

No matter how hard
I work
No matter how hard
I sweat
No matter how hard
I try

Something
Always
Happens

Never fail
Sand beneath my feet
Sinks away
Leaving me trapped
Just out of reach

No one to blame
But myself
For letting the
Deep
Dark
Dank
Recesses
Of my brain
Sabotage
My good intentions
My hard work
My goals
Leaving me

Empty handed

You & I

You & I
By: James Dubeau

Do you remember?
What you did
Do you remember?
How you felt
Do you remember?
The satisfaction you had
Do you remember?
The torment you caused
Do you remember?

I will not forget!
What you did
I will not forget!
How I felt
I will not forget!
The disappointment I had
I will not forget!
The torment I suffered
I will not forget!

I hope
What you did
Was worth it
For
I will not
Cannot
Not now
Not ever
Forgive

To All Those

To All Those
By: James Dubeau

To all those
That I’ve loved
Before
Through the good
And the bad
Those were experiences
We did have
Things that I’ll
Never forget
Will never surrender
To the sands of time
But
Now that you are gone
And life is
How it is
How it was
Leaving me
Alone
For these days
As time grows short
And night
Grows longer
We shall go
Our different ways
I do hope
That you are well
And that it all
Does work out swell
For as it stands
I do say
That to all those
That I have loved
Before
My feelings stay clear
And I still do
Love you so
So have a happy
Valentines Day
This year
And the next
For nothing else
Shall bring me joy

China Doll Crimson

China Doll Crimson
By: James Dubeau

China doll eyes
Greeted my gaze
And drunken haze
My wet left hand
Lay in a crimson pool
Wrapped around the waist
Of the ginger haired girl
Particles floated through
Lighted streams
Of the morning
Western sun
A wicked red grin
Etched across the face
Of the girl with raven hair
A grin which will never
Rise once again
Stabbing pain
Wracked my mind
Their porcelain skin
Was marred
No longer pure
No longer lithe
No longer
No longer
Cobwebs slowly cleared
Letting me see through the veil
Dripping prints from my hands
Covered the women
The sheets
The walls
The knife
In my right hand
My fingers twitch
Feeling the blade
For the first time
The last time
I threw it away
Away from me
Away from the dead
Away
Through the window
Town came alive
Streets filled with people
Making their merry way
On the street corner
Looking up at me
Was the man dressed in black
His gaze met mine
Before returning to his
Silver pocket watch
He knows what happened
He knows what I did
He knows it all
I must get away
Far away from this place
Wash away the blood
And the lies
And this life
And just keep moving on
Before it all
Comes crashing down

Down This Path

Down This Path
By: James Dubeau

It is just so hard
To keep putting
One foot after the other
Down this path
That lies before me
As it twists and turns
Through the countryside
Climbing steep hills
Over outcroppings of rock
And fording icy streams
Which threaten to wash out
My unguided path
A foot falls
And falls
And falls
After the last
Before the next
Leaving me
Tired
Beaten
Cold
Wet
Hungry
It is just so hard
But
My feet keep falling
Dragging forward
Down this path
That lies before me

Patriarch Patron

Patriarch Patron
By: James Dubeau

At the edge
Of the long
Wooden
Bar
He sits
Not an emotion shows
Upon his face
As music plays
And rowdy cheers
Float on by
His black suit
Masks his aging body
In dark shadows
His white beard
And head of hair
Seemingly float
A pocket watch
Glitters in the faint light
Silver chain
Reaches to his
Vest pocket
His eyes
Seem to study
The ticking hands
As I return
My attention
To my companions
He looks to me
A gleam in his eye
And then
He is
Gone

Black Horizon

Black Horizon
By: James Dubeau

White foam breaks
Impenetrable darkness
Of incoming waves
Whose blackness extends
An incalculable distance
Reaching towards
Becoming
The starless sky
Water laps
Upon my toes
Slowly washing away
Footprints
Removing all trace
Of my existence
From this earth
Each step
Brings the invisible horizon
Closer
Water washes past
Cleansing my soul
Enveloping me
Devouring me
For once I have been baptized
By the depths
I shall scream out
And become
No more

Everything Has Changed

Everything Has Changed
By: James Dubeau

Everything has changed
Litter across my cerebral countryside
Battered this feeble mind
But there is hope
Incoherent babbling hope
Ripe for the plunder
Now before it is too late
If only I could
Revolutionize my dreams to
Embark upon the future’s quests

Ravishly Imagined Never

Ravishly Imagined Never
By: James Dubeau

Wrapped only in darkness
Our two bodies writhe
Together
Passionately devouring
Lips
Souls
Feverishly hands
Rake across skin
Clawing
Grasping
Caressing
Pulling you to me
And me into you
Silken sheets drape
Across our bodies
Twisting
Tying
Binding
Our legs
Our bodies together
Star shine
Filters through
Illuminating you and I
Eyes lock
Pausing
For mere moments
Taking it all in
Heart
Mind
Body
Soul
Before attacking
Ravishing
Once again lost
In deliciously carnal
Lust

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My hand reaches
Across the bed
Grasping
Squeezing
Nothing but sheets
Eyes flash open
To nothingness
You were not here
Not with me
Not tonight
Not ever
Chilled air
Raises mountains
Gooseflesh upon my arms
Legs
Entire body
There was no way
You could have
Been with me
As always
Everything is a bit
Complicated
Sadness overtakes me
Only briefly
Replaced by a wolfish grin
Eyes close
As my mind
Drifts
And dances
With the
Technicolor dream
Before it fades
With the dull gray
Lights of dawn