James Diaz Debuts

 

My Life Here In The Bramble

 

It takes me a day to tell you

that I don’t have all the answers

that I too am waiting

for the night to put me out

 

What is easier than not knowing

taking a burden from someone else with both hands

laying carpet

jotting down details

from sloppy navigation

compiling a list of absolutes

that always fall short

 

Walk into doors

only when sun light is hitting too close

to a missing home

outside, the mission is to stay alive

inside, it is to know that you can survive this.

 

 

 

 Life On Love’s Terms

Here I am

all fifty two and counting parts of me

running side ways in the opening

of day turned night

love’s inward momentum traveling

amidst the bruises and scratched origins

of who I’ve been

two different people some times

aching in the tooth

to get out of myself

 

if there is no light at the end of the tunnel

you have to provide your own

start a fire

warm your feet

cry on your shadow’s shoulder

regret is the start of a wish to do otherwise

 

you have been beaten down to the core

this is true

but it is not the whole story

find pen and paper

start to dream with your eyes open

when the right word hits you

commit it to memory

 

we surrender

 

we walk clear

and sometimes

forget how deep the damage really was.

 

Author Bio: James Diaz lives in upstate New York. His poems and stories have appeared in Collective Exile, Ditch, Pismire, Cheap Pop Lit, The Neglected Ratio and Dissident Voice.

 

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Pushcart nominee Jeanette Cheezum has been published on several online writing sites and in fifteen Anthology books and four poetry books. Three of these books have made the New York Times Best Sellers list. Awarded The Helium Networks Premium Writer’s Badge, Bronze Creative Writing Award and a Marketplace Writers award. Recently she has published thirteen ebooks at Barnes and Noble and Amazon. You may find a list of some of her work at www.hamptonroadswriters.org
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