FOR IT'S OWN STUPID SAKE

HOT RED SPOTS

IN MY VISION

ELECTRIC SHOCKS

PERMEATE

MY VIEW

PAIN ENGULFED

HEAD ON FIRE

BURNING

HALF BLIND

MOMENTS

INTO THIS DAY

THIS DAY IS

A LIFETIME

THIS ONE DAY

CRUSHING HOPE

I AM VEXED

AND ALONE

ON SPIRAL STAIRS

LEADING NOWHERE

BUT ON

AND ON

TO YET ANOTHER

DAY OF

GUT IT OUT

HANGING ON

FOR IT'S OWN

STUPID SAKE

Bobby Jameson

GRAINS OF SAND

TODAY I DREAM

IN MOSSY GREEN

FORESTS TALL

AND ALL SERENE

TEMPEST GONE

AWAY WITH WIND

TODAY MY LOVE

I COMPREHEND

TOUCH EACH LEAF

IN TENDER HEART

ALL AROUND ME

SEE THIS ART

OF NATURE'S QUEST

IN DRIBBLING STREAM

MAKE MANIFEST

GOD'S PUREST DREAM

HEAVEN'S EARTH

ABOVE THE MOAN

EACH BLADE OF GRASS

EACH TINY STONE

IS EQUAL TO THE

MIGHTY SEA

LIKE GRAINS OF SAND

LIKE YOU AND ME

Bobby Jameson Oct 17, 2009

THE 60'S A POEM by Bobby Jameson

IT WAS 1966

AS I WALKED ALONG

SUNSET BLVD

IN THE HAZY

SUNLIT AFTERNOON

TOWARD THE

HAMBURGER HAMLET

FOR A BEER

THE SIDEWALKS

WERE WELL TRAVELED

THEN AND FRIENDLY

INQUISITIVE FACES

GREETED YOU

WITH THEIR EYES

AND SMILES

A PARADISE NOW LOST

PAISLEY RIBBON SHIRTS

BEADS AND BANGLES

GALORE

CLINKED AND CLATTERED

FAINTLY

IN THE WARM BREEZE

OF WEST HOLLYWOOD

IN 66

IN THE BACKGROUND

THE SOUND OF

JOHNNY RIVERS

DOING AN

AFTERNOON SET

AT THE WHISKEY A GO GO

LURING IN

THE STEADY FOOT TRAFFIC

THE RICH AND FAMOUS

MIXED EASILY

WITH THE

STREET PEOPLE

AND FLOWER CHILDREN

THE BARRIERS OF CLASS

TEMPORARILY

DROPPED AWAY

IN THIS DREAM WORLD

OF LOVE AND PEACE

HAND MADE CRAFTS

WERE LIKE GOLD

SOUGHT OUT BY THOSE

EAGER TO FIT IN

TO THE WILD WHIMSY

OF THE TIMES

THE SUNSET STRIP

A PATHWAY TO

HIGHER CONSCIOUSNESS

AND LOVE

A DOORWAY TO HEAVEN

AS IT VISITED EARTH

BRIEFLY IN THE 60'S

Bobby Jameson Oct 17, 2009

ATOMIC UNDERWEAR

I WALK ON TILTED WALLS

LIKE AN ARCHANGEL

FROM THE PENNY ARCADE

OF MISERY

SPIT SHINED NICKELS

ADORN THE FLOOR

OF LAST RESORT

A VACATION PARADISE

FOR LOSERS

SINGLE HANDED FAILURES

CASCADE FROM ABOVE

AND OUT THE BACK DOOR

OF MY HEART

INTO CADILLAC REGRETS

PARKED IN THE LOT

OF SADNESS

ON THE WRONG SIDE

OF NOWHERE

LAUGHTER FILLS THE AIR

AS TOY SOLDIERS

MARCH OFF TO A WAR

OF WORDS

TEARY EYED EX-RELATIVES

SHOUT ABOUT

THE THEORY OF EINSTEIN

AND ATOMIC UNDERWEAR

BENEATH THE SURFACE

Bobby Jameson Oct 13, 2009

NOBODY'S DREAMBOAT

BLITZKRIEG MOMENTS

WITH MILITARY

PRECISION

SLAM MY HEAD

INTO THE SUN

CRIMSON FEELINGS

ADORN MY SLEEPLESS

FORM

AS IT WANDERS THE

HALLS OF INJUSTICE

SNAPDRAGON TONGUES

LICK MY WOUNDS

AND POUR ON

THE SALT

WITH A SMILE

FOR GOOD MEASURE

I AIN'T NOBODY'S

DREAMBOAT BABY

NOT LIKELY

I'M A SPUTTERING

REJECT

FROM THE 60'S

RUNNING AT

GLASS WALLS ON

A SUICIDE MISSION

FOR HELM'S BAKERY

AND ALL YOU CAN'T EAT

JACKSON POLLOCK

CAFETERIA STYLE

TODAY'S SPECIAL

SYLVIA PLATH

ON RICE

LET IT BLEED BOYS

THE COLOR RED

LOOKS GOOD

ON THE

INVISIBLE MAN

AIN'T NO HIGHER CALLING

THAN THE

END RESULT OF

A BAD BEGINNING

WE CAN'T ALL LOSE

SOMEBODY'S GOT

TO WIN

NO MATTER

HOW PAINFUL

IT IS

Bobby Jameson Oct 12, 2009

LOST HIGHWAY

SOLITUDE

MOOD

LIKE NOTES

IN A ROOM FULL

OF HARMONIES

CORNER CAFE

AND A CUP A

PICK ME UP

SMOKE

ON THE

RUN

AN ALL NIGHTER

IN NASHVILLE

WITH ALL DAY

BLUES

IN

A TABLETOP

PARADISE

OF CADILLACS

AND PONTIACS

SEEIN THE WORLD

FROM A BACKSEAT

WHILE LIVIN FAST

ON THE

SLOW BURN

YOU DRINK AND

THINK

AND THERE'S

A FEELING

IN THE AIR

A PILL OR TWO

MAYBE MORE

YOU SOAR FOR

A MOMENT

AND LIVE

LIFE IN THE 50'S

ON THE

ROAD TO

RUIN

YOU'RE

HANK WILLIAMS

AND YOU'RE

TRAVELIN

ON THE

LOST HIGHWAY

Bobby Jameson Oct 12, 2009 1:30AM

KEROUAC AND POLLOCK

KEROUAC AND POLLOCK

HURLING ART

AT THE WORLD

OF NON-BELIEVERS

BRILLIANT COLORS

IN A

BLACK AND WHITE

REALITY

CINEMATIC SENTENCES

AND PROLIFIC SPLASHES

OF GENIUS

WRONG WAY

THE RIGHT WAY

NO BRUSH

NO PEN

BUT EMOTIONS

SLAMMED AGAINST

THE PINK

UNDERBELLY

OF A CHURCH PEW

REALITY

BORN OUT OF

A NAKED LUNCH BOX

WITH BURROUGHS

EYES

AND BETTY DAVIS

KNUCKLES

JACKSON AND

JACK

P AND K

LIGHT YEARS

AHEAD

SOFTLY

WITH A KISS

WITH A FIST

WITH A

HEART

ON FIRE.....................

Bobby Jameson Oct 11, 2009

WORDS

WORDS

LIKE BULLETS

TEAR THE AIR

AND FIND THEIR MARK

TO BURY THERE

EACH MEANING

SLAMMED

AGAINST THE MIND

RESIDUES

THEY LEAVE BEHIND

LIKE COLORS THROWN

IN FURIED FITS

THE REDS

THE BLUES

AND ENDLESS BITS

OF SPLATTER

BLASTING

RHYME AND HUE

A RAINBOW BURNING

IN THE DEW

MOLTEN MAGIC

FROZEN TIME

THE SENTENCES

REDUCED

TO CRIME

AGAINST THE WILL

OF FRENZIED THOUGHT

A POINT OF VIEW

IS FINELY

WROUGHT

Bobby Jameson Oct 4, 2009

THE BOULEVARD

I WALK THE BOULEVARD

AT NIGHT

WITH BLACK LEATHER

MOMENTS

TATTOOED ON MY EYES

AND GARBAGE CAN

FEELINGS

STRUNG LIKE LIGHTS

ACROSS MY SMILE

HURRY DOWN AND

AND GET IT UP CISCO

CAUSE PONCHO'S ON

A RAMPAGE OF PITY

IN THE CITY OF SIN

BAD LUCK AND

BEAUTY

DO ME TWO

TIMES

ROMEO RHYTHM

AND PAISLY PARTS

SNAP LIKE WHIP SPANKS

AND SPARKLES

NEAR THE MANHOLE

TO HELL

ON THE BOULEVARD WALK

TAKLIN SHIT

TO THE SKY

JUSTICE IS WHERE

YOU LOSE IT

AND FATE IS A FATE

BETTER THAN DEATH

YOU CAN'T BEAT

THE ODDS

BUT KEEP TRYIN

DADDY-O

IT'S THE BOULEVARD

Bobby Jameson Oct 4, 2009

YOU SOLD IT I MADE IT

I WROTE IT

YOU STOLE IT

I SANG IT

YOU TOOK IT

I LIVE LIKE A DYING TREE

YOU STOLE IT

I WROTE IT

YOU TOOK IT

I SANG IT

NOTHING'S WHAT YOU GIVE TO ME

I MADE IT

YOU SOLD IT

I OWN IT

YOU HOLD IT

I'M STARVING RIGHT HERE ON YOUR STREET

YOU SOLD IT

I MADE IT

YOU HOLD IT

I OWN IT

MY MISERY NOW IS COMPLETE

Bobby Jameson Sep 2009