Throwback Thursday Poetry: To Make Your Acquaintance

hello my dear Lady
it’s nice to fin’ly meet you
i have hoped for this day
that you i would sit next to

please do not take offense
i won’t use a pick up line
i crave conversation
from a woman so divine

this is merely a crush
or perhaps it’s something more
the only way to know
is to meet you, i Implore

we will see where this goes
we will talk as good friends do
i only want to say
it’s nice to fin’ly meet you

Early poetry from James. From the poetry collection Pariah Bound: The Lonesome Poetry.

Tuesday Poetry: Comfort Places

Sometimes it’s difficult to find
A comfortable place to work
You can’t afford to buy or rent
A private office and all the free
Public places are crowded
Crowds are bad when you have
Panic attacks and don’t like
People walking behind you
No desk lets you have your
Back to the wall so you
Can see when others approach you
Finding a quiet unoccupied room
Helps but your anxious that someone
Who reserved the room will find you
This is why living alone is important
This is why having a private office
Is important but few people
Can actually relate to your needs
They judge you, they pity you,
They feel bad for you, they do nothing
To understand why you struggle
So, you wander for 20 minutes
Looking for the best place to sit
And relax and get work done
Because you get more work
Done when you’re comfortable

From the poetry collection Cats, Coffee, Catharsis.