Just….James

It Was 20 Years Ago Today…….

It was actually 20years ago this summer that I got my Tascam 4- Track tape deck and recorded my first tape “Digging Up The Bones”. If you want to hear it as well as my other tapes recorded in my basement just click on to the right here under my Basement Tapes Categories. And don’t forget to turn up the VOLUME!!!!!!

Red Moth Rising Poems – 2010

The Soft Touch

A glimpse
for just the moment
always without warning

an exchange of words
then the touch withdrawn

until the silence of remembering
forces the eyes to return.

In Your Silence

In your silence i remember
the comfort of your illusions
that guard against the mornings
that wait outside your doors
to be enclosed in this confusion
where whispers come out slowly
words mistaken but not spoken
nights broken on the floor
where carpets are forgotten
in the darkness i’m still falling
in your silence i surrender
as i wait for you once more

Bones

I’m too old to be your child
long hair once falling away to gray
bones once strong
wrapped long around you
now break to your touch
as the heart burns with ashes
and mixes with dirt
clawing like a blanket
as an unseasonable warmth
that leads me down
towards your arms.

When You Lose Your Mojo

Within this silence
boundaries form
as words become walls
in defense against wounds
unspoken and unimagined
as whispers shatter
and hands reach out
leaving only graffiti
written on the soul

Tear Drops In The Snow

Walking through the autumn fall
i thought i heard your whisper call
the beauty hiding here within the night
bedtime tales and nursery rhymes
another chance another time
and winter always seems to make you cry

words are played and then they fade
a feeling lost in masquerades
the hand that reaches out and then slips by
you share your tears with strangers near
another voice but you’re not here
and winter always seems to make you cry

the heart that’s waiting here within
the ghost that lays beneath your skin
the silence left hiding in your eyes
and in the night your darkness reigns
a broken thought alone again
and winter always seems to make you cry

2010

Xmas Presents

Tree Spirits