Writer – Author
A cage within a cage
The mind within the body
Thoughts are the bars
Insecurities are the locks
The key is missing
How to survive
How to escape
Hope comes and goes
Staying positive is
Something learned
Expect the worst
Hope for the best
Reality is always in between
Escape is possible
But it can’t
Be done alone
From the poetry collection Cats, Coffee, Catharsis.
prickling
burning
itching
creeping up through your thigh
moving
rubbing
twitching
can’t seem to sleep tonight
tossing
turning
rolling
no comfort in your mind
burning
squinting
rubbing
the sunlight dries your eyes
Early poetry from James. From the poetry collection Pariah Bound: The Lonesome Poetry.
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.
James Pack 