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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.

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Poetry Monday: Beginning Step Four

It starts with resentment – 
Not only with people
With places, social constructs
Even belief systems – 
So much anger and resentment

I can think of a few things
My father – my mother – 
My sisters – myself – 
Society’s version of masculinity
I resent these things

My closest friends, I resent them too –
What if it’s my anger
Towards my family projected
Onto my friends – 
Do they resent me

I fear being alone
I fear not being good enough
I fear I’ll become my father
I fear I am my father
I fear being taken for granted

I react in anger to many things
I spent years feeling only anger – 
I didn’t know why I was angry – 
I pushed others away
Before they could get close

I was angry because I was afraid
I’m ashamed of my fears
I feel guilty for never letting someone in
And hurting those who tried
I don’t allow myself happiness

I’ve hated my friends
Because I felt ignored and abandoned
I’m ashamed I was angry – 
I’m ashamed I pushed away
Those who cared for me most

I don’t know why those closest to me
Still want me in their lives
I don’t know why they stay
When so many others have left – 
I have to make amends

From the poetry collection Cats, Coffee, Catharsis.

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Flashback Friday Poetry: The Lullaby of Broadway

all have dreamed of the Great White Way
the Way of the Broad some might say
but this is a different lifestyle you see
there’s no business like Show Business to me
it gives you that old Razzle Dazzle
dazzling inside you that Razzle
so come along and listen to
the Lullaby of Broadway

Life is a Cabaret old chum
meaning life is meant to be fun
a musical cleans the dust off one’s Soul
it brings you to life and makes you whole
on and off and sometimes off-off
the spark of a nation will never be lost
so come along and listen to
the Lullaby of Broadway

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