Flashback Friday Poetry: The Meaning of Life

many of us do not try
to understand the reasons why
why do things occur as they do
no one knows, not me, nor you
all we can do is live with life
for life is always an enduring strife
the only consistency is change
not often does something stay the same
money is the main focus for some
others prefer peace and love
how does one discover what life is about
experiencing life is one way to find out

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

Throwback Thursday Poetry: Take Me to That Special Place

take me to that special place
where my dreams come true
take me to that place of grace
where i can be with you

running here
running there
all i wish for is you
standing there
sitting here
craving to be with you

only hoping for the chance
to prove myself to you
finally noticing from your glance
i do not need to

constantly looking
constantly searching
hunting around for you
never finding
finally realizing
i am right in front of you

take me to that special place
where my dreams come true
we look each other in the face
i am finally here with you

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