Black Chaos is Coming

Official Announcement Time: My next collection of poetry is coming April 13th. The cover reveal is below. This collection will feature 30 new poems. That’s all. It’s a short collection compared to my many others. I took the advice from a reviewer and didn’t put so many poems in this time. There are a couple poems that might feel out of place, but it relates to several months of growth I experienced. You can pre-order the eBook on B&N Nook and Amazon Kindle. The paperback will be available in April. It will be a small paperback. I also plan to have some bookmarks available for sale to go along with the release of the book.

So, what’s this collection about? Here’s the online description: “Depression is black chaos. A chaos that destroys the soul and pushes friends and family away. This collection features poetry about loss and solitude. It’s a journey of rediscovering and learning to love one’s self. A journey of hitting rock bottom and climbing out of the deep pit of despair.” Maybe that’s not your cup of tea, but writing these poems was the beginning of recovery for me. I will never stop fighting this battle. It will get easier with time. Anyway, once I decide on a design for the bookmarks, I’ll ask everyone’s opinion before printing them. Tell me what you think of the cover in the comments.

The Cover

Flashback Friday Poetry: Holiday Wishes

standing here without even seeing it
or pretending not to and believing it
hoping she’ll walk by Observing it
and give me a kiss; oh how i’ve wished for this
a feeling of warmth that flushes to me face
if only my dream could come true in this place
this poisonous plant; i stand beneath it
Mistletoe can be deadly if you eat it
but a Kiss can be even deadlier if you mean it

Early poetry from James.

Throwback Thursday Poetry: Winter Break

no happiness when Ice covers the Ground
all are trapped underneath this Tomb so cold
but it looks so beautiful all around

some things in nature shock you when they’re found
blank stares are shown when the story is told
no happiness when Ice covers the Ground

no hope for escape when your mind is bound
you wish you were the one who could be bold
but it looks so beautiful all around

feeling of weakness when you heart has Drowned
the retelling of a story so old
no happiness when Ice covers the Ground

i look upon the Earth; this Graveyard mound
while the wrath of the storm She does unfold
but it looks so beautiful all around

i sit here among all my friendly Sounds
the cold Shard in my chest that i still hold
no happiness when Ice covers the Ground
but it looks so beautiful all around

Early poetry from James.