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02
May
17

Indelible

I can

Still

Taste

The tears

That ran down your face

And eventually made their way

To your slender neck,

Where they met

My lips.

I can

Still

Feel

The silent

Sobbing

That made your chest

Rise and fall,

Your breath

Short and heavy,

Until huge gasps

Made your lungs fill

Again.

I can

Still

Remember

How

Your upper lip

Curled

Slightly

To reveal your teeth,

And a playful spirit

The first time

A hug

Lasted

A little too long.

The living photograph,

Etched

Into my memory,

As indelibly

And permanently

As any of my broken bones

Or scars-

Your fingerprints

Tattooed

To my soul.

 

Timothy Vance Jackson

May 2, 2017

28
Jan
16

Borrowed Time

We are all

On borrowed time-

Each breath

Is a gift

And a theft

From somebody

Else.

You

Exhale

As I

Inhale-

It’s a shared breath

Until

One of us stops.

All we have

Is

Fleeting

And shared,

Or borrowed,

Or stolen-

As in Physics,

Matter is

Neither

Created

Nor destroyed.

We are

Neither

Created nor destroyed,

We are

Shared atoms

In a swirling cosmos

Of light

And dust,

And love,

And heartbreak.

We are neither

Created

Nor destroyed,

We are one

Made of many

Pieces-

Fitting imperfectly,

With many jagged edges,

Smoothed

By the tumbling

Of time and emotion.

 

Timothy Vance Jackson

January 28, 2016

30
Jul
14

Just lie there

Just lie

There

Lover,

So I can

Paint

You,

As you are

Now,

Onto the canvas

Of my mind.

Maybe

I’ll paint

You

With watercolors,

To create

That dreamy softness

Of blurred edges

And muted tones.

Maybe

I’ll paint

You

With oils

So that each

Brush

Stroke

Will create

Texture

That I can

Come back to,

To feel

You

Again and again.

Maybe

I’ll paint

You

With satin finish

Latex paints

On an old

Recycled door

And mount you

To the front

Of my home

So I can

Enter you

And relax

In the quiet

Of my memories

We created

Together.

Maybe

I’ll paint

You

On a wall-sized canvas

With a brush

That has just one

Fine bristle,

So that it will

Take me

The rest of my life

To finish

Painting

You,

Forcing me

To never let go

Of the image

Of you

In my mind.

 

Timothy Vance Jackson

July 30, 2014

28
Jul
14

Erosion

I’m going

To bury

Them

In a field

In my mind-

Some fertile

Corner

With plenty

Of light,

Good drainage,

And nutrient-rich soil.

Let the ideas

And feelings,

Memories,

Grow

And take

Root,

Holding the soil

Of my mind

In place,

Secure

From erosion.

 

Timothy Vance Jackson

July 28, 2014

20
Jan
14

Montreal

I wanted

To reach

For your hand

On the cobbled streets

That were not

Home

To either of us.

We walked

And talked,

Both of us

Thinking

The same thing

Differently-

Will he,

Should I,

What if,

Does she,

And then?

But we didn’t

Then,

Or after.

And yet

We have so many

Beautifully flawed

Memories-

You told me

About the tattoo

You would get,

We laughed a lot,

We shared a drink,

We hugged

And shook hands,

Awkwardly,

At the door to your room,

After walking

For hours,

Just to be together.

All for nothing,

But not entirely

Without meaning.

 

Timothy Vance Jackson

January 20, 2014

 

20
Jan
14

Fountain pen

There is a poetry

In the sound

Of the nib

Scratching

Across the page,

Bleeding

Its life

Onto the paper,

Leaving

A much more

Permanent

Record

Of its existence.

The stains

On my fingertips

Will wash away,

Eventually,

But

The words scribbled

In hurried urgency

Will remain,

Having soaked into

The fibers

Of the paper,

Remaining long after

The moment

Has faded

Away.

 

Timothy Vance Jackson

January 20, 2014

17
Mar
13

Deep in the bottom

There’s a bottle

With my name

In it-

Deep

In the bottom.

There’s a dark corner

Waiting

For me.

A dark cloud,

Promising rain,

Follows me-

Waiting for the moment

To dampen my mood

Further.

There’s a sad song

Playing somewhere,

Waiting

For my ears.

There are tears

That belong

To me,

Belong to us,

Belong to no one.

 

Timothy Vance Jackson

March 17, 2013




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