29 Jul 2010
by Jamesin Poetry, Rants Tags: Germany, Poetry, Rants
Today I saw a man who looked like Super Duper Gary Cooper, and was walking like a million dollar trooper (what’s up with those rhymes anyway?). He owned the street with his slick hairstyle, stiff neck tie, blue dinner jacket and pinstripe slacks. He swaggered more than walked, making sure the rings on his fingers would shine in the sun as his arms swayed lazily. I have to admit that despite the slightly exaggerated motions, he was cool. Like he was straight out of the Ritz. If he was with a woman who looked like Grace Kelly, the picture would be perfect.
Speaking of Grace Kelly. In my opinion, she used to be one of the most beautiful celebrities on Earth. I bet she’d outshine Hollywood stars today if she were around at the same time. Next on the list would be Paraluman. She was mentioned in the Eraserheads’ song ‘Ang Huling Elbimbo’, and I got curious. So I Googled her and my jaw hit the keyboard. Man, was she beautiful; the most beautiful German Filipina. Two of the most beautiful dead women.
Spirit of Beauty, whose sweet impulses,
Flung like the rose of dawn across the sea,
Alone can flush the exalted consciousness
With shafts of sensible divinity –
Light of the World, essential loveliness:
Him whom the Muse hath made thy votary
Not from her paths and gentle precepture
Shall vulgar ends engage, nor break the spell
That taught him first to feel thy secret charms
And o’er the earth, obedient to their lure,
Their sweet surprise and endless miracle,
To follow ever with insatiate arms.
On summer afternoons,
When from the blue horizon to the shore,
Casting faint silver pathways like the moon’s
Across the Ocean’s glassy, mottled floor,
Far clouds uprear their gleaming battlements
Drawn to the crest of some bleak eminence,
When autumn twilight fades on the sere hill
And autumn winds are still;
To watch the East for some emerging sign,
Wintry Capella or the Pleiades
Or that great huntsman with the golden gear;
Ravished in hours like these
Before thy universal shrine
To feel the invoked presence hovering near,
He stands enthusiastic. Star-lit hours
Spent on the roads of wandering solitude
Have set their sober impress on his brow,
And he, with harmonies of wind and wood
And torrent and the tread of mountain showers,
Has mingled many a dedicative vow
That holds him, till thy last delight be known,
Bound in thy service and in thine alone.
- From Juvenilia, An Ode to Natural Beauty by Alan Seeger
Anyway, Josh will be taking the UPCAT on August 8th, so please pray for him. You can do it bro.
20 Mar 2010
by Jamesin Poetry Tags: Poetry, Random
Frankly
It’s so scary
To dive deep
Into the sea
Diving deeper
Than anyone
Is like the feeling of isolation
And being away from everyone else
The thick water barrier
In the depths of the sea
Even if you drown
And die there
No one will see
Or take the slightest notice
12 Mar 2010
by Jamesin Poetry Tags: Poetry
On the cold steel table
White gown like the rest of them
Legs wide open like those who’ve gone before
Once a still of happiness
Now contorted with fear and regret
Especially regret
The doubtful doctor starts to scrub
Tinkling tools laid before his hands
His smiles placate Venice in vain
Hearing voices in her head
The shame of deeds she breathes
Lips were locked, cherry popped, her soma fully taken
The fate of her unwanted sealed
His body crushed long before he owned it
His future killed with no chance to face the morrow
Minutes passed and all was done
Tears from her eyes, blood from her she
Feeling like a cunt, suffering like a murderer
If only she said no
Someday she could say yes
But Venice said yes, a yes that led to child’s death
25 Nov 2009
by Jamesin Poetry, Rants Tags: Poetry, Rants
I’ve been having a tough time this week Lord
My job is wrecking my brains out,
And school has become confusing,
Because of the clash of opinions.
These insights and philosophical theories can be very influential
I don’t want to stray, Lord
So please don’t leave me
Guide my steps and help me show those around me that I am yours
I know I’ve always needed you
But I just seemed to notice that fact now
Please be with me every step of the way
As I go through my education
And part time writing job
Thanks in advanced, God.
Amen
23 Oct 2009
by Jamesin Poetry Tags: Poetry
i hear you
but i don’t understand;
i can’t process
what you’re saying
so shut up
and leave me alone
+++
you look at me
when i speak
but you don’t listen
you don’t show me
you love me
so i’ll just shut it and leave
+++
you’re gone
but it doesn’t make a difference
what now?
come back;
i was wrong
now, i’m alone
12 Oct 2009
by Jamesin Poetry Tags: Poetry
Drenched in rain
Sight enriched by crimson
Body dead and broken
Bones seared by wax
Heart numb with vengeance
Soul condemned to ruin
Lingers by the hopeless ruin
Cursing through eternal rain
Candle fails to mourn wax
Whole utterly broken
Driven by unholy vengeance
Brewed a deathly crimson
Lips so vibrant crimson
Fated to be broken
Skin as velvet wax
Scourged to sadist ruin
Tears tender as rain
Evanescent; dissipate vengeance
Vision blinded by vengeance
Strides coarse and broken
Cries loud as rain
Summons absolute ruin
Blood a ghastly crimson
Melting into wax
Brittle as the frozen wax
Defences crumble a ruin
Wishing for unwistful rain
So the deliverance of vengeance
Conceit as dark as crimson
Pride like iron broken
Faith and trust are broken
Lives quelled to hell and ruin
Love shattered as candle wax
Passion dabbed by devastated rain
Peace slithers like evil crimson
Self advanced by vengeance
Desperately broken; lurking in ruin
Deadened by rain; sealed in scorching wax
Vengeance never taken; bathed in bloody crimson
02 Oct 2009
by Jamesin Poetry Tags: Poetry
At the brink
Of this apple pie order
I am told it is
Anybody’s and everybody’s game
However, nobody
Is making either rhyme or reason
I never wanted this
But I find it is too late
I’ll stay here, with you
You ask me to pretend to be happy
You demand I conform
You dare I live your lies
I fear; I compromise
I am haunted by my pretenses
Get away! Get away!
Let me be, at least for a moment
I long to be free of a chaotic mind
I itch to rid myself of this poolside paranoia
02 Oct 2009
by Jamesin Poetry Tags: Poetry
Patiently she waited
Burying her temples
In the solace of silence
She embraced solitude
Firmly believing
The virtue in fidelity
The earth crumbled virulently
She did not vacillate
Firm as rock she held her ground
The vociferous maelstrom roared
She exuded resilience
Her conviction exuberant
Ravished, she was devastated; shattered
Robust, she conquered, vanquishing all adversary
She endowed his heart, claiming majesty
02 Oct 2009
by Jamesin Poetry Tags: Poetry
Upon receiving the verdict
An anchor dragged his heart
To the depths of the deepest waters
It was not fair
He gave what he thought was sufficient
His mind was uneasy
He knew what to expect
But nothing could have prepared him
For what was to come
He was in denial
He heaved a dreadful sigh
Faced the floor and bit his lip
Faked composure and calm
But his eyes betrayed him
He was a tragedy
He dared not look
Yet restless fingers
Communicated the contrary
Of his façade
Stares bore on him
Demanding explanation
He could give none
They searched him, inquiring
Yet to no avail
He knew not what to feel
His body made no inclination
To respond
After his tete – a – tete
With destiny
He ventured to escape
He was out of himself
Various thoughts
Flooded his mind in an instant
And their weight
Began to sink in
He was at loss
Realizations
Kindled his disappointment
And fanned the embers
Of his anger
Alas! He was rage
He contemplated
The furtherance of his existence
He prayed
But doubted God would acquiesce
Hope was lost
Death trounced
The anchor
Pulling his weary heart
Met the pedestal
He was consummated
02 Oct 2009
by Jamesin Poetry Tags: Poetry
the stop, the pause
the meditative kiss in slow motion
the potent smile in half light
the feel of her fingernails
the ring of her neigh
the call from the end of the world
the mermaid’s sounding song
the helpless surf on waves of climax
the pounding and the tugging
the breaking of a thousand alien currents
the streaming eyes
the shamed, apologetic smile
the declaration of irrational love
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