Flashback Friday Poetry: Richmond Sky

a crisp warm day under the Richmond Sky
i sit on a bench and wonder why
why the world changes as it does
why there isn’t more peace and love

all beautiful days
encompassed by rage
no hope for anyone
buried under the sun
the dreams of the voiceless
surrounded by darkness
the cries in the violence
heard only in silence

the cold and dark day of the Richmond Sky
drives everyone away and inside
the wonderful day that once was
shatters at the death of a dove

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

Flashback Friday Poetry: My Only Wish

the Welcome Wagon passed again
to greet those awful merry men
lost in shame with no time to mend
my only wish; to have a friend

the dreams of the youth in my head
forgotten dreams to lose again
in a life with no hope for men
my only wish; to find a gem

the unfortunate one goes on
expecting nothing from beyond
lost in tragedy far too long
my only wish; i feel too fond

listening to the spring bird’s song
impales the soul and makes it calm
nothing afterwards seems so wrong
my only wish; another song

floating through all the nothingness
facing all those who are faceless
to live my life without anguish
that is truly my only wish

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

Flashback Friday Poetry: Wonderful Memories

wonderful memories sleep in my mind
the most valued possession i can find
material objects are meaningless
immortal is your great memory chest
as life continues on and fades away
all you have left are memorable days
how does one become immortal in time
leave a number of memories behind
to those who remember me when i die
all of you were the apple of my eye

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