Tuesday, July 7, 2009

THIS WICKED PLACE



SPIKE IN HANDS
SPIKE IN FEET
HUNG LIKE WOOD
IN PAIN SO SWEET
GARBLED WORDS
LIKE LOVE AND FRIEND
BLOOD SOAKED DAYS
THE BITTER END

PIERCE THE FLESH
OF THIS A FOOL
STANDING ON
A WHIRLPOOL
OF LIFE AND DEATH
AND THAT BETWEEN
OF WHICH IS NOT
AND WHAT IS SEEN

PAIN THAT TAKES
YOU TO A PLACE
WHERE SCORN IS WRITTEN
ON YOUR FACE
TEARS OF BLOOD
MAY MEND YOUR SOUL
BUT DESTINY
CAN MAKE YOU WHOLE

WILL YOU STAND
AGAINST YOURSELF
AND BLINDLY FOLLOW
SOMEONE ELSE
TO DEATH'S OWN DOOR
WHERE NONE CAN LEAVE
THAT PLACE WHERE WOMEN
STAND AND GRIEVE

MOTHERS SISTERS
DO NOT TERRY
HERE FOR LONG
WHERE NOTHING MERRY
RISES UP
TO MEET THE DAWN
OF LIFE UNBORN
THAT MUST GO ON

BE MY LOVE
AND TASTE MY SKIN
WRAP YOURSELF
INSIDE MY SIN
CLEAN MY WOUNDS
AND AND TOUCH MY FACE
AND LET US LEAVE
THIS WICKED PLACE.

Robert Parker Jameson Mar 19, 2009

HEART OF A WARRIOR



BORDER TOWN
ANCIENT HISTORY
SUNSET ON THE MESA
AND A LONG SMOKE

GERONIMO WAS HERE
HIS SPIRIT SPEAKS TO ME
HIS WEAPONS
LOST IN THE SAND

LIKE MEXICAN SILVER
LIKE APACHE BLOOD
PURIFIED BY THE
CALL OF A HAWK

LET THOSE WITH MAGIC
LIFT THE HEART OF A WARRIOR
TO THE SUN
AND SET FIRE TO HISTORY

Bobby Jameson June 15, 2009

THE WOLF



ALONE
IN THE NIGHT OF NIGHTS
STARS TOSSED LIKE DIAMONDS
ACROSS THE BLACK VELVET SKY
THE WOLF WATCHES

EYES GLITTERING
LIKE MOONLIGHT
ON NEW SILVER
THE GRASS STANDS
AS STILL AS FROZEN STEEL

THERE
IN THE MESMERIZING
DEAD ONYX VEIL
COMES THE WARM BREATH
OF A TIMELESS GLARE

LIVING
FOR NOTHING ELSE
THE WOLF DINES ON ANTICIPATION
FOR THAT WHICH IS
AND THAT WHICH SHALL BE NO MORE

Bobby Jameson feb 8, 2009

JUNKIE JESUS



JESUS SAID TO MARY
MY CONNECTION GOT LOST
I BEEN HANGIN ROUND HERE WAITIN
FOR A FIX ON THE CROSS
MARRY COULD YOU GET ME
JUST A LINE OF COCAINE
ANYTHING TO GET ME OFF
CAUSE HONEY I'M GOING INSANE
(chorus)
DADDY DIG THE NAILS IN MY HANDS AND MY FEET
JUDAS WAS A NARC AND TURNED ME IN TO THE HEAT

WELL MARY SAID TO JESUS
YOU'RE A MAIN LININ FOOL
I'M TRYIN TO SCORE YOU SOMETHIN' HONEY
BUT PEOPLE AIN'T COOL
EVER SINCE YOU GOT BUSTED
EVERYBODY'S TERRIFIED
THEY SAY THEY DON'T KNOW THE JUNKIE
WHO GOT CRUCIFIED
(chorus)
DADDY DIG THE NAILS IN MY HANDS AND MY FEET
JUDAS WAS A NARC AND TURNED ME IN TO THE HEAT

WELL JESUS SAID TO MARRY
MY CONNECTION IS HERE
IT'S BETTER LATE THAN NEVER
WITH A FIX FOR ME DEAR
I'M TIRED OF THESE NAILS
I HOPE THAT DEATH WILL COME SOON
BUT TILL IT DOES BE AN ANGEL MARY
AND HEAT UP THE SPOON
(chorus)
DADDY DIG THE NAILS IN MY HANDS AND MY FEET
JUDAS WAS A NARC AND TURNED ME INTO THE HEAT

WELL MARY SMILED AT JESUS
WHILE SHE OPENED HIS VEIN
WITH A NEEDLE WHILE HE MURMURED
FATHER AM I INSANE
IS THIS HEAVEN IS IT HELL
OR AM I JUST LOST
FOREVER AS THE JUNKIE
SON OF GOD ON A CROSS
(chorus)
DADDY DIG THE NAILS IN MY HANDS AND MY FEET
JUDAS WAS A NARC AND TURNED ME INTO THE HEAT

Bobby Jameson 1970

EMPTY HANDS



GONE THE SUMMER'S
CRIMSON CAST
GONE THE THING
SHE HOPED WOULD LAST
NOTHING NOW
BUT MEMORIES
FALLEN LOW
LIKE AUTUMN LEAVES

HERE THE CHILL
OF DISTANT EYES
CAUGHT INSIDE
HER COMPROMISE
LOVE THAT WAS
IS LOVE NOW DIM
HE IS JUST
ANOTHER HIM

THE LONG PARADE
OF NAMES AND FACES
HISTORY OF
THE TIMES AND PLACES
GOOD AND BAD DAYS
ALWAYS ENDED
THROWN AWAY
AND UNATTENDED

LIFE IS CARELESS
SOMETIMES CHEAP
REGRETS HER VOW
SHE COULDN'T KEEP
PATTERNS CIRCLE
IN THE SANDS
OF LOVE NOW GONE
FROM EMPTY HANDS

Robert Parker Jameson Dec 10, 2008

THE PLACES, TIMES, AND THE PEOPLE



SO MANY THINGS TO REMEMBER
AND SO MANY MORE TO FORGET
AND ALL THAT I REMEMBER
IS ALL THAT I'M TRYING TO FORGET

THE PLACES TIMES AND THE PEOPLE
A TANGLE OF MISFORTUNE I HAVE FOUND
LORD THE EAGLE CRIES HIGH ABOVE THE STEEPLE
TO THE PLACES TIMES AND PEOPLE ON THE GROUND

WHEN WILL THE PEOPLE
GO WHERE THEY'RE GOIN'
WHEN WILL THEY ALL COME BACK
THE PLACES THEY GO TO
THE TIME THAT IT TAKES THEM
MAYBE THEY'LL NEVER COME BACK

STANDIN' LOOKIN' OUT OF MY WINDOW
THE RAIN IS LIKE THE TEARDROPS I HAVE CRIED
LORD THERE'S NOTHIN' BUT A ROOM AND A WINDOW
AND THE TIMES IN THE PAST I HAVE TRIED

THE PLACES TIMES AND THE PEOPLE
A TANGLE OF MISFORTUNE I HAVE FOUND
AND THE EAGLE CRIES HIGH ABOVE THE STEEPLE
TO THE PLACES TIMES AND PEOPLE ON THE GROUND

Robert Parker Jameson 1966-67

DOLLS



FROZEN BIRD
IN FLAMING SKY
OF FIRE AND ICE
THIS BIRD WILL CRY
SILVER TEARS
FROM ONYX EYES
SHE'LL NEVER LAND
SHE ALWAYS FLIES

MELTING SUN
AND FROZEN MOON
SONGS THAT PLAY
BUT OUT OF TUNE
ON DIAMOND KEYS
A CRYSTAL SPOON
LIFE WILL ALWAYS
END TOO SOON

MATCHBOOK LIES
ON TILTED WALLS
VOICES SILENCED
MAKE NO CALLS
DEATH IS LOST
IN ENDLESS HALLS
BY CHILDREN WHO
JUST PLAY WITH DOLLS

Bobby Jameson Apr 18, 2009

SEE YOU IN MY DREAMIES


FULL MOON NIGHT
LIKE BRIGHTLY THUNDER
UNDER BLACK SKIES
CLOUDED PORCH
I CAN LOVE YOU
IN MY MADNESS
SADNESS
LIGHTS ME LIKE A TORCH

FIRE FLYING
ALWAYS EYEING
THINGS LIKE FACES
LIT BY SPARK
I CAN NEED YOU
IN MY CRAZY
LIFE IMAGINED
DAYS SO DARK

BLEAK UNHINGED ME
BURNT ME STINGY
CHANCE TO DANCE
WITH WOLVES AGAIN
I CAN'T FIGHT YOU
I'VE NO RIGHT TO
YOU'RE MY ONE
AND ONLY FRIEND

MUD FOR MINDSET
LIVE THE SUNSET
TIME TO DOODLE
EVER LAST
I CAN'T LOSE YOU
DIDN'T CHOOSE TO
ALL MY YESTERDAYS
HAVE PASSED

HEAVEN SHRINKING
BLINKING HELL SPOT
TOWERS HIGH
ABOVE MY SOUL
I JUST SEE YOU
IN MY DREAMIES
AS THE HALF
THAT MAKES ME WHOLE

Bobby Jameson June 14, 2008

LITTLE BIRD




LITTLE BIRD
BROKEN WINGS
EYES OF SAD
NO VOICE THAT SINGS
WHERE ARE YOU
IN HEAVEN'S PLAN
ABANDON IN
THE SPACE OF MAN

LITTLE BODY
SPIRIT STRONG
WILL PEOPLE EVER
SAY THEY'RE WRONG
OR WILL THE ECHO'S
OF THEY'RE WORDS
JUST BREAK THE WINGS
OF LITTLE BIRDS

Bobby Jameson Jan 6, 2009

I WAS SAID MAN


I AM
SAID THE ROCK
I AM
LIFE EVERLASTING
WITHOUT BEGINNING
OR END

I AM
SAID THE TREE
EVEN IN
MY DEATH
I WILL LIVE
AGAIN AND AGAIN

I AM
SAID THE SKY
I AM
THE MORING AND THE NIGHT
I ALWAYS WAS
AND WILL BE

I AM
SAID THE HAWK
I AM
THE WINDS WINGS
I ALWAYS WAS
AND WILL BE

I AM
SAID MAN
I HAVE BEEN HERE
BUT A SHORT TIME
AND ALREADY
I HAVE POISONED THE SKY

I WAS
SAID MAN
I WAS THERE
BUT A SHORT TIME
AND ALREADY
I HAVE DESTROYED LIFE

Bobby Jameson July, 11 2008

JUST ANOTHER AVERAGE DAY



LOVE NOT ME
INSIDE MY STONE
OF BREATHING MIST
LEFT ALL ALONE
IF I COULD BUT
PURSUE YOUR EYES
I'D SEE YOU LIKE
THE MORNING SKIES

KITCHEN COFFEE
WAKE UP SLEEPY
MEMORIES
THAT MAKE YOU WEEPY
SIPS OF DREAMS
THAT TOUCH YOUR SKIN
YOU REMEMBER OTHER MEN

THEY WHO CAME
THEN WENT THEIR WAY
LEFT THEIR CLOTHES
BUT NEVER STAY
TOO FEW WORDS
IN THEIR DISGUISE
ALL THEY SAID
NOW MEMORIZED

WINDOW PANE
OF RAINY TEARS
LOOKING OUT
AT ALL THE YEARS
WHERE IS LOVE
THAT COMES TO STAY
ON JUST ANOTHER
AVERAGE DAY

Bobby Jameson June 17, 2008

BIRTH TO DEATH



INSIDE THE ROCK
INSIDE THE TREE
BEING THEM
THE LIFE THEY SEE
BREATHING TIME
I WATCH THE SUN
THE EARTH THE SKY
WE ARE AS ONE

CATCH THE WIND
WITH ANCIENT HAWK
BE THE TRAIL
WHERE WOLVES HAVE WALKED
EVERY PEBBLE
EVERY STONE
EVERY SINGLE SEED
THAT'S SOWN

I THE WE
TOGETHER BIRTHED
GLORY FOUND
IN TIME UNEARTHED
LIKE SACRED MAZE
AND ICE COLD FIRE
TWIXT BETWEEN
THE LINES INSPIRE

DISTANCE HAS
NO SUDDEN END
AS LIFE AND DEATH
ARE BOTH OUR FRIEND
BIRTH TO DEATH
WE WANT TO JOIN
TWO DIFFERENT SIDES
BUT STILL ONE COIN

Bobby Jameson June 18, 2008

GODDAMN THIS NEEDLE


art by Bill Jameson


The night like velvet laid in black
Across my eyes of bleeding smack
Where diamond stars explode in light
Of arms and veins and powder white

The necktie rope that squeezes time
Inside this length of life and crime
a fire that burns a blackened spoon
In flashing silence silver moon

Eclipsed by thoughts in splashing moves
Of broken winners left to lose
In rooms of darkened sunless space
Where horror gleams and has no face

The golden needle vomits red
Into the veins that rise half dead
To drink the liquid cum they crave
And masturbate upon their grave

To laugh in crying fits of sound
In scorn of doors to truth unfound
Insane yet sane beyond the rest
Who send no letters home, obsessed

With life as if it were a spot
To catch somehow before we rot
Goddamn this needle in my heart
That rips my screaming mind apart.

Bobby Jameson