Wednesday, August 10, 2005

 

The Boatyard (a/k/a Ghost)


THE BOATYARD
(a/k/a Ghost)

I was fucked up before the glass kissed my lips.
In an instant you were HERE.
My eyes drank you.
Anxiety. Electricity. Hope.
Terror. Lust. Regret.
Then . . . nothing.
A false alarm. Just a ghost in my attic.
We've got to stop meeting like this. . .
Inside my memory.
My recurring shadowed dementia
of false realities
now blinded by the sparks
from my own self destructive fuse.
You know, I had to hurt you so you would hate me.
Then I could hate you for hating me.
It didn't really take.
Turn on the reggae - watch me pulse.
I search for lost words to toast the sun
as it sets in its own beleaguered eloquence.. .

My lover. My killer.

How many has it been since then?
Lost words or lost sunsets?
The air is thick –
like trying to breathe through a blanket
. . . and its hard to chew.
The idle sailboats still somehow sway.
I stare up the skirt of the tan woman across from me,
searching for
grace.
A tern slurs by like its being pulled
on a bent string.
No shadows now.
The colors fade.
The sun descends.
It is gone.
Like you.

Comments:
Wow. You blew me away with this. Amazing, Jaxe.
 
"recurring shadowed dementia
of false realities"

A little dark yet still mesmerizing. Good work.
 
this is amazing, wow.
 
i really am a big fan of your lyrics. i will soon listen to some of your music, from what i hear it is wonderful.

very passionate words. love it!
 
Yet some more greatness de Jaxe.

P.S. Your comment on my blog rocked! ;)
 
Isn't there a way to let us hear your music here on your blog?
 
w.o.w.
i just loved this!!!
 
the build up and release overflows with ignited passion. wow, jaxe.
 
My eyes drank you.

Then . . . nothing.

Just a ghost in my attic.

I search for lost words to toast the sun
as it sets in its own beleaguered eloquence...


Lambaste my mind, you do. Hee. ^_^ I find this piece stark and brimming with an intended conveyance of emotion.

Do tell more. Rapt audience eager to be entranced further. ^_^
 
really amazing work!!
 
that was so awesomerad it doesn't bear contemplating.
 
This was written sitting on the deck of a local restaurant having a drink, overlooking the reservoir's marina, watching the sunset and sailboats. I turned around and BOOM, she was standing there. Then I realized it was just the waitress who hauntingly looked just like her upon first glance, but that split second had already cut me open... ghosts.

Elle: *hug* Great to see you! I hope everything is going well with your son ;-) I was praying for you guys!

Drunkbh: Thanks! And welcome to the page! I have to get the dark out here, or it sticks in my head.

Sammy: thanks! Is this Sammy Davis Jr?

Lorena: Hey L. This one is just random thoughts, not lyrics per se, but that's a good idea... maybe I could convert these...Oh, and check out my mp3 of Runaway Again if you want, I think you'd like it best ;-)

Jenn: Thanks for listening to me whine here. Wait, its my blog! Actually my comment on your blog, directly related to this ghost! Ahh, the irony.

FreeSpirit: Hola! You have some great poetry over there! Also, I have original mp3's linked on my left sidebar if you want some good comedy! Hey Pretty and Runaway Again are my personal favs ;-)

Gulnaz: Hi Gul. Thank you! I'm interested if w.o.w. is different than wow? ;->

Mel: I think you nailed me! I can't believe you didn't say anything about the line where I was looking up the woman's skirt across from me !! Heh!

Stella: Thanks madame! OOps, did I release? *smirk*

Soulless: Lambaste. A perfect choice of word! With all these ghosts reappearing, I'm sure this isn't the end of my Dances With Apparitions! To be continued...

MissQ: Thank you and welcome to my cave ;-)

Transience: awesomerad? Interesting! I can honestly say no one has ever told me that. Another first by Trans!
 
thanks for the recommendation. i will listen to that one.

well wonderful poetry prose. this kind of passionate writing is what intrigues me most, i guess i like the intensity of it.
have a nice weekend!! :)
 
awesome. :) I never regret taking the time to read your blog, no matter how far behind I am at work.
 
dear LORD....if u get any more poetic and dark, i'll just have to luv u forever......no really....that was something else....fantastic!

i have ghosts in my attic too...but i like the haunting.....ever hear that love and the rockets song.....haunted...when the minutes drag? like that.
 
I need a moment to myself now. Beautiful job! Just beautiful!

~Eyes
 
w.o.w is much different from wow. its much more emphatic wow! :))
 
Interesting narrative. Are the words lyrics to a song, also. Or just a stand-alone piece?
 
where's mY JAXE!!!????

i need a fix....u're like addictive...can u hook me up with some Jaxe I.V. ??? come on, give a girl a break... ;)
 
Clearly I am missing out on so much these days! Great stuff, Jaxe. As usual! :)
 
Lorena: Yep :-) poetry-prose it is. I'm not sure what you'd call it. I think I'm just talking out loud to my shrink (you guys!)

Twisted: THANKS! I know what you mean about work, this is getting rediculous... I think I'm going to retire and live off the land!

Mitzzee: LMAO! *hooks up emergency jaxe IV* HA! I agree - I LOVE the hauting... I'm a sicko! And thanks for making me laugh, I needed that!

Her Daddy's Eyes: Thanks for visiting Eyes! I'll be back over to your place as soon as I fire myself from my job!

Mel: Hmmm. I think you may understand my ghosts a bit! You got the Cliff Notes! :-)

Gulnaz: Y.o.u.R.o.c.k! :-p

Anon Poet: Its just my thoughts scratched on paper. Not lyrics... yet. You guys have given me an idea though *light bulb*

DeeM: *hug!* Good to see ya! Arg, I'm caught in the same work cycle as you. Don't forget about me!!!
 
SHHHEEEESH! I'm sorry guys, work is killing me - I barely have time to eat! Hopefully things will slow down!

I miss visiting your blogs!

I did make the Coldplay show in Indy Friday night though.. it was awesome!

BTW, I should have a new mp3 up soon though, I recorded something last night at 3am and its different than my other stuff imho. (<-------- and that doesn't say I'm a ho!)
 
I'm with them! This is awesome!
 
anything i can do to make u happy i will....except wear granny undies in public...that's just going too far....at home...sure, no problem! ;P
 
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