James_K._Blaylock

Ugly Punch

hazing from the sunrise,

for its eyeing me, and

unfriendly doing so…

why, did I take that much;

knowing today would surely

offer only more ugly punch

5-2-08

Have a Heart

don’t go makin’ problems,

so what if he shot

your poor dog,

then punched-out

your ol’ ill mother,

after burnin’ down

your place…

don’t you have a heart

for those criminally insane

5-4-08

Last edited by James K. Blaylock on May 10, 2008, 8:21 am

Your Crying Song

taking your disease,

and suffering longly

with this sad pain…

who knew you

were handing out freely,

those aches of shame;

your crying song

3-13-08

Sinless

with a kiss,

betrayed…

but with

a cross;

set free

3-13-08

Fruitful

dancing on the vine,

and rejoicing herein

beaming summer rays…

surely this be, but one,

of the coming down

shinning glory days

3-13-08

Sad Love Affair

I listen

so intently,

for some

whisper,

to come

here sweetly…

but often

I stand,

and tire

into dismay

3-13-08

Punching the Clock

punch the clock,

show it no mercy;

because truly, it never felt

one ounce of pity for me…

with it’s tellings of my

comings and goings;

it rightfully deserves

a mighty beating

3-07-08

Diggin’ Up Dirt (The Old Others)

diggin’ up the earth;

and all the brown-soil-offers

is truly just some small glimpse…

because really we’ll never know

just how the old others lived

3-07-08

String of Thought

with this string,

wrapped tightly ’round

my bony finger;

surely I’ll be forced

to recall its meaning…

or lose the digit

in the deepest thinkings

3-07-08

Tame Jubilee

mixing these words,

and hoping deeply,

for some great outcome…

but sometimes, all that comes

is simply a tame jubilee

3-07-08