I lived in Houston long enough to know that Texans are some of the most compassionate people anywhere. Sure, they have backward politics (to me), but they wear their passion for “being Texan” on their sleeves. We moved to Houston when I started 10th grade, after a year in Louisiana (moving there right after I started 9th grade in Florida). I learned right away that Texans will take you in as one of their own if you’re willing to let…
Fake TV preacher shepherding lost sheep who believe that he can stay the wolf while the water rises deep – Drowning sheep believing preacher will save their soul while the wolf hunts them in daylight swallowing them whole This is the twenty-seventh poem of my personal 30-day poetry challenge to break away from the machine to think about things that don’t matter. I have no idea what I’m doing. – Jim
Imagine walking out your door each day to face a world where you’re looked down upon considered dangerous untrustworthy and criminal all because the color of your skin. – Black people in America do this every waking day enduring the ignorance of hundreds of years and across generations. – Oppressed upon arrival suppressed at the voting booth made to sit at the back of the bus segregated lynched so that people with lighter skin can feel safe and superior. –…
Even at 16 and 14 11th and 9th there are still some tears the night before school starts The end of summer of freedom of blue sky sunshine For four walls and a teacher droning on about things you have to force yourself to care about When you’d rather be outside running through a sprinkler or getting caught in a downpour at seven years old when summer lasted forever *** Jim
Over time marriage morphs from raging fire to comfortable routine sailing a ship over the ever-changing sea when we take each other for granted tending to daily roles as parents taxi drivers housekeepers and tax payers stealing away in little moments when we swim like hell to converge on an island where we can be spouses and lovers and friends a rush of dialogue poured into ten minutes as we solve life’s problems and dream just a little before a…
Indifference is the the act of reaching in and pulling out your heart to avoid feeling pain – It’s widely accepted as good social etiquette by a society of automatons who may as well fork their tongues – Donning blinders refusing to see anything other than what you want to see In the office At the market Driving through quiet streets – Push Push Self Self – nothing else exists – A quick way to a cold heart that can…
