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Friday, 15 July 2016

Reprieve

We all have our demons
Mine linger
And loom
In the form of faceless expressions
Wondering and curious eyes
Fighting back their questions.
"I heard about what happened…"
.
.
.
(Seems to be the opening of the discussion)
Yea you did?
So did I
I was there…
Chained from the wrist to the feet.
Like an animal in defeat
Shuffled into a caged
An unwanted addition to an already crowded space
The lingering smell of urine and vomit
Could not mask the the hopelessness of the situation
Looking on 
As life carried on
Unconcerned that you were stuck.
Quicksand.
The more you fight the deeper you sank.
Surrounded by somber tales
Of who's and why's
These cold walls listened keenly
Somehow willing these confessions
From residents and visitors alike
I had no stories to share
My mind was too unsure that I was really here
Perplexed by the situation
In denial that this was reality
And I would wake up in the comfort of my bed
My bed…
I had none but the welcoming arms
Of the concrete floor -
As cold as the embrace was
I laid there
Staring at the rotted ceiling
Spatter dashed walls
Counting how many times the word "Fuck"
Was used as a punctuation mark in the on going stories
Shared by my cellmates.
Maybe sleep would bring dreams better than reality
Dreams…
Dreams…
Restless and weary
Cold and alone
What dreams…
My mind concocted nightmarish thoughts
Keeping me awake
Maybe it was the walls punishing me
Punishing me for not paying my right of passage.
The chafed therapist urged me on
Promised to keep my secrets
Then finally I broke
As I recalled the circumstances of my being here
Until bit by bit he was satisfied
The slowly bit by bit granted me sleep…
.
.
.
"So tell me, what about my life you would like to know that in some way shape or form will benefit you other than to satisfy your curiosity or provide new insight for gossip material?"
"Ah… I just wanted to know if you're okay"
"Oh... Yea I'm good"

Olsfred James 2016©

Nimbostratus


Layered ripples
Of nomadic shades
Drifting across the sky
Stirs daydreams. 
Vivid thoughts of you
Create tangible imaginings
Of my hands upon your face
Caressing your cheeks
Trailing fingertips
Between mounds erupting on your skin
You shiver at the pleasures of my touch
Smiling at me in satisfaction
With the ease of dawn,
Reaching corners
With brighten sun rays, 
Beaming in my direction.
I've longed to be held
In the embrace of your gaze
Seen only by you
When the world surrenders existence
Remaining yours in this instance
Until layered ripples
Turn from white to grey
And memories of tomorrow
Wash away.

Olsfred James 2016©

#ForgiveMe


I ran. Ran as fast as my legs could carry. Ran with blurred vision from teary eyes. Further and further with each step. Stomping on crumbled expectations and broken dreams, I ran. My legs begged for rest but my mind begged for escape. 

The watching moon was the only witness of my departure. The only friend on this journey. Trailing me between the dangling trees. Pale eyes fixated on me. He knew this was the right thing to do, lighting my way when unsure of my path then hiding me in his shadow to move unseen.

Deeper into the night away from the comfort of light, deeper into the melancholy of the darkness, I ran. Passed the familiarity of my past to the unknown of my future. I ran.

My heart pounded ferociously within the walls of my chest. Dipped and skipped. Cried in pain. Cried from the betrayal. Threatened to give up. Collapse and stop if my exploits did not halt. I wanted to make it better. I needed to make it better. So I ignored its cry, ignored its pain.

I am doing this for you. Forgive me. Forgive me. My mind knows better than to trust frivolous notions of love. You are beautifully passionate with every beat but blind that every "her" you meet is a kindred spirit. So I must protect you. One day when you have calmed and all of this is behind us, you will know I did this for you - my heart.


Olsfred James 2016©

Thursday, 14 July 2016

Se•le•no•tro•pism

I am jealous of the moon,
Jealous of the way
He kisses your skin
Under his pale light
Claiming you as its own.
You remain poised
And held in his gaze
Unconcerned with passing time
Lost somewhere deep in thought
Too far to reach.
Among shades of black
The grandeur that is you
Effortlessly glows
Among the twinkle of night.
Selflessly
Hopelessly
I wish upon you,
I wish upon you to turn away
Turn away from his embrace
And deny his touch
Denounce his rights
To be the reason you shine
And bid me the honor
Of a conversation once more.
Silly of me ignorant in my pride
Unable to understand
The moon chose you
To spread the light of the sun
As you walk among man.


Olsfred James 2016©

Conformity


Against the sea of conformity
I battle waves bent on my arts demise
The roar of the ocean
Tossing between jagged rocks
Curls into tides of social influence 
Raging from every side
Crashing together in judgmental remarks
I labor the storm until my inspiration comes
Consistent in my endeavor 
Watching as the blurring foam transforms
From a towering blue wonder of negativity
To gently settle, as I wash upon the shores
Of my unscathed conviction .


Olsfred James 2016©

Surly

As my name leaves her lips

Her voice sends ripples
Across the plains of time 
Traveling unabated
Rousing the smallest figment
Of imagination
Stirring dormant memories
Of a life unlived
Of this loveless lover
Awaiting response to her call.
I must resist
Resist the instinct to answer
The desire to be quelled 
By all she offers
To taste the longing in her lips
The familiarity in her touch
I must fight from my core
The hopelessness to be found
To be the prey to her hunger
The victim to her lust
She is an untamed fire
Wild and free
Yet cruel and impartial
Burning all asunder
I once lived amongst her flames
Endured the heat of her passion
Until, ultimately my use
Had reached its expiration
Then left for dead
With the trophies she claimed
Shall I run?
Seek refuge in the unknown
Hide these moments
Deep within fissures of my past
Or shall I return to her den once more?
I shuffle between thoughts
As my name leaves her lips
And lingering echoes
Await a response.


 Olsfred James 2016©

Stardust

We are all just, stardust…

Combined particles
From stellar winds sweeping
Across the boundless galaxy,
Minute parts of a greater whole
Elements of elements
Remnants of cosmic design
Residue of a supernova's sacrifice
Collapsed into the frailty of this being
This alien form we call human
Connected we are
At a level thicker than blood 
Deeper than our failing humanity
So you see…
We are all just stardust.


 Olsfred James 2016©