Showing posts with label poetry. Show all posts
Showing posts with label poetry. Show all posts

Monday, February 11, 2013

Remembering Ash Wednesday



© T B Jackson

In the morn the sky was eerie
An orange glow, a hazy scene
And although my eyes were bleary
It was a sight I'd never seen

There were reports the bush was burning
To the north near Adelaide
And the wind was blowing stronger
Towards the south a path was laid

But they said it wouldn't reach us
Was too distant, so it seemed
But with the tinder-dry vast landscape
A dark day was soon conceived

The tension built for hours on end
Just like the rising of the heat
And the wind whipped up a frenzy
Until with destiny we'd meet

Then it happened in an instant
With no warning, no remorse
The beast it rolled on through our town
With an unencumbered course

And we sat like pawns awaiting
Unprotected from our fate
As Mother Nature unleashed fury
Across our town, across our state

As the beast raged all around us
Like piercing daggers through my mind
Came the visions of destruction
And the death of all mankind

The cars resembled gloomy coffins
In wreck and ruin our lives lay
The stench of death hung all about
The hallowed turf where we once played

But as fate would often have it
We were spared the reaper's grasp
And when the fiery beast departed
Rejoiced the hand that had been cast

But the memories do still linger
In my mind they'll always stay
Of how a town cheated disaster
On that catastrophic day

Friday, February 1, 2013

Solitaire











© T B Jackson

Take me for a ride was her heart-felt plea
As across the solo seat I cast my leg
And with the rumble of the drags the silence broke
It mattered not what she asked or how she begged

For a hog to me was built for one
At least that's the way I desired it be
And while that wasn't the style I always rode
For many years it was how my life I had seen

On another day, maybe another time
I may have gladly taken her aboard
But time and life can deal a lowly hand
And leave a player down on his accord

So I ensured no other would take a part
When the customiser did play his hand
As he perused the list I had wilfully supplied
A solo seat was the highest of my demands

And as the days draw long I ride so free
The sunset has become my trusted friend
I know she'll direct me as I push along
Guiding me on until the very end

So when through the darkness you hear that primal growl
You'll know me by the apes that drag me along
But don't ask for a taste of the life I live
For on my sled there is room for a solitary one


Thursday, September 20, 2012

A Stranger

© T B Jackson

From the dawn of my time, I've always been an outsider,
A stranger in my own life.
I've had good times along the way,
Woven into constant despair.

But you don't understand,
Nor do you want to know.
You choose to ignore the truth,
And that I can't change.

Though I stand in front of you and call the shots,
Your words cut through me like a knife.
Inside, silently,
I bleed.

Though I tell the story of your life,
I have no happy ending.
All I can do is continue,
And walk this lonely road.

I've seen friends fall by the wayside,
Outsiders like me, too tired to continue,
Cutting the journey short.
A dark cloud descends.

There is no easy fix,
No way to bring and end to the relentless pain.
There is only hope for understanding and support.
That's just the way it is.

If you don't like what you see,
Look away,
Like so many before you.
I'll still be here.

I am,
I have been,
And always will be.
And I now know, I am not alone.




Saturday, July 28, 2012

Star-Spangled Banner


© T B Jackson

I've heard national anthems sung so strong
With passion sourced from deep within
Performed before an opening bounce
Spurring on athletic grit

I've seen tears for patriotic hearts
As teams align before the flag
Exciting crowds to rise as one
And cheer their champions to victory

But while it seems the norm to some
To me it bleeds hypocrisy
Recited by overzealous fans
At times far less emotional

And only once have tears rolled down
My trembling cheeks and without shame
But not for patriotic want
For it wasn't even mine to give

It was when I heard her sing goodbye
The Star-Spangled Banner so proud and true
As you lay still we mourned as one
And bid farewell for ever more



Tuesday, July 24, 2012

The Time


© T B Jackson

If time was of your own
Where would you have it stall
How would you play it out
When would you make the call

If one moment could be frozen
For time and eternity
Like a billboard in the Cross
For all the world to see

What memory would you choose
To display above all else
One that has defined your life
Created love or wealth

I know that very moment
I know with whom it would be
For I know what shaped my life
It was when you first came to me

Wednesday, July 18, 2012

Only words


© T B Jackson

They're only words and flow with ease
Displayed for everyone to see
Descriptive terms, a passion shared
An open heart, a soul that's bared

They tell the tales of love and loss
Of passion and of paths once crossed
The true desires held deep inside
Revealed to all and opened wide

So tell me why, I can't explain
When by your side no words remain
They leave me like a summer breeze
I flounder, lost on weakened knees

They're only words, but can't be said
And so I write them down instead
In cryptic style and hope you see
And pray these words bring you to me

Thursday, July 12, 2012

Harmony

© T B Jackson

Harmony is what I seek
In my heart and in my mind
But it's only for the mild and meek
Neither of which am I the kind

Like flowing darkness, deepest night
Time alone with idle thought
Creates desire for the right
But dispels all that I've been taught

Within my dreams I feel its touch
By light of day hope dissipates
On a precipice to life I clutch
And pray the pain will soon abate

But mine is not to be at one
It is to search with passing time
Continuing what was begun
To never rest and never find



Thursday, July 5, 2012

Emptiness

© T. B. Jackson

I walk into an empty space
Void of all but air to breathe
Longing for companionship
But then fear soon outweighs the need

Fear of what I can't be sure
It permeates throughout my mind
Etched into my deepest thoughts
Stifling my heart's desires

It could be said I run from life
Or shy away from human touch
Buried in a lightless dream
Without hope and without love

And time is long, not so with life
But still no sign presents ahead
So as I wonder what could be
In loneliness my heart laments



Tuesday, June 26, 2012

Pictures of You


© T B Jackson

Ink on archival paper
Reveals a memory from the past
Like a dark and distant shadow
Across my mind it has been cast

It tells me of the fun we had
That will never be again
And despite the sadness that entails
Those memories remain

Physically I know that I will
Feel your touch no more
Emotionally you're always there
Knocking at the door

“Come in” I call, there's no reply
No matter how I pray
But still I ask for one more time
While staring at your face

All I have are pictures of you
To remind of those times
Images of memories
To last me all the while

Regrets


© T. B. Jackson

I was left without words when I saw you today
In silence I fell, my thoughts taken away
The sound of your voice, the glint in your eyes
I just wanted to hold you, to love you tonight

It's been far too long yet time has stood still
Like in exile alone on the edge of a hill
No rhyme and no reason can explain it to me
Why it is that a love that's so pure cannot be

You know of my feelings, the truth cannot hide
As sure as a cork bobs its way on the tide
And I run from your sight, I know not what to do
But I cannot erase what is is real, what is true

The only regret I will take to my grave
If I meet with my maker, if ever I'm saved
Will be never knowing just what might have been
Had I opened my heart and allowed you within

Short


© T. B. Jackson


If my contact seems to wane
Please don't hate me

If I fail to return your calls
Please don't berate me

It's not that I don't love you
You should know my love is true

I just need time alone to think
Time alone to work things through


Monday, June 25, 2012

Rising


© T. B. Jackson

The sun displays her orange yellow hues across the morning sky

As if on queue the fog begins to rise over the serenely quiet river

Swirling upwards, enveloping me with her stifling beauty

Until all I can feel, all I can taste, is her sweet refreshing touch

Soothing and clearing my innermost thoughts and desires

And then, once more on queue, begins to disperse

Ever so slowly, at first,

Quickening until all that’s left is a memory of something that was,

But is no more.

Saturday, June 23, 2012

The Dream

© T. B. Jackson

You didn't care that I could see
You glanced and then continued on
Not worrying of what might be
Or what it was that you'd become

Respect had drawn another bow
No real thought for love, just need
You know you reap just what you sow
Returns untold from tiny seed

As I approached and tried to ask
You turned and ran, too scared to speak
Unable to complete your task
You fell to ground, your knees turned weak

And then the blame you tried to lay
But it was you, you can't deny
You gave yourself, your love away
No hesitation, reason why

And I wonder if you understand
Just how much love for you is near
Though you may feel a lonely hand
To us your heart we hold so dear






The road


© T. B. Jackson

I've been driving down this winding road
No destination set in stone
Aimless wandering, so it seems
To somewhere, nowhere, in between

Each day I cover further miles
And each one leads into the night
As darkness falls I still push on
Sometimes until the rising sun

And then I sleep for half a wink
But when I wake I hardly blink
Before I hit the road again
Just like a circle, there is no end

But what else is there to be done
To stagnate here would be no fun
Adventure is the only way
From day to night, from night to day


Cycles

© T. B. Jackson

Life and nature sing their songs
Their stories somehow intertwine
A cryptic mix of where we are
A glimpse inside our deep desires

A month ago I hid from sun
Now I seek it's warmth each day
A week ago I yearned for you
Now I avoid you like the plague

It's not that I no longer care
Nor that I have no love for you
But like a season on the change
One ends, another starts a-new

And this is life, it just goes on
As summer turns to autumn gold
And when new growth begins to sprout
I'll seek another's heart to hold

And though we may no longer be
As sunshine in the early morn
What we've had and where we've been
Will guide us through the winter long

As Mother Nature's cycle turns
When spring arrives I'm sure you'll see
When the beauty of the world is born
There'll be a time for you and me

Friday, June 22, 2012

I Could

 
© T. B. Jackson

If I told you I loved you,
if I asked you stay
Would you come to my rescue,
chase my demons away
Would you lay in my bed,
on a cold winter's night
Would you hold me so close,
would you hold me so tight

Would you give up your world,
just to be there with me
Forsake family and friends,
do whatever it needs
And could you do it for life,
not a portion of time
For the rest of existence,
could you really be mine?
I could for you.