THE LEFT HAND OF GOD

I ON THE LEFT HAND OF GOD

ROLLING ON THE HIGHWAY

OF DICE

MOONBEAM EYEBALLS

AND CRANBERRY LIPS

THAT SPIT WORDS

LIKE JACKSON POLLOCK

PAINTS

CANOE FACES AND BLOODSHOT

THOUGHTS

RACE LIKE CHURCH GOERS

TO THE SLAUGHTER

OF THOUGHT

WHERE PRINCES ARE DEVILS

IN A BOOK

OF ENDS

I ON THE LEFT HAND OF GOD

SALUTE THE LOSERS

OF LUCK

THEIR LEATHER FACES

AND PAPER DESKS

WHERE THINGS OF VALUE

DISAPPEAR INTO AN

EPIC STRUGGLE OVER NOTHING

I PURSUE THE LOST AND

UNFOUND

BLASTING MY WAY

INTO SILENCE

HOLDING A PURPLE

STAR

I SIT

AT THE LEFT HAND OF GOD

Bobby Jameson 2009

IN DIRTY MOTELS

KILL MY BODY

KILL MY SOUL

CUT ME SLACK

THEN COVER THE HOLE

BEAT ME BLOODY

BUT LOVE MY HEART

NOT EVEN DEATH

CAN KEEP US APART

ROCK ME BABY

LOVE ME TO DEATH

KISS BOTH MY EYES

WITH YOUR LAST DYING BREATH

ROLL ME AND TWIST ME

BREATHE ON MY SKIN

WHEN IT'S ALL OVER

THEN DO ME AGAIN

DONE ME AND DO ME

THEN RIDE ME AROUND

THROW ME AND THREW ME

AND MAKE ALL THOSE SOUNDS

LIKE ANIMAL PICTURES

THAT CRAWL ON THE WALLS

IN DIRTY MOTELS

AND LONG LONELY HALLS

Bobby Jameson 2008

THE LOVE THAT CAME

SADNESS KNOWS

NO ONE SO WELL

AS THOSE WHO HAVE

NO ONE TO TELL

THEIR SECRETS TO

THEIR LOVES AND DREAMS

THEIR LONELINESS

AND HOW IT SCREAMS

LOVELY THOUGHTS

OF GARDEN'S GLORY

LIFT THEMSELVES

INTO EACH STORY

TOUCHING WHERE

NO ONE HAS BEEN

WHISPERING WORDS

FROM LYING MEN

WHY DID SHE FALL

IN BELIEVING

LIPS THAT SPOKE

TO HER DECEIVING

PROMISED LOVE

THAT NEVER BLOOMED

GENTLE PETALS

FINELY DOOMED

GLASS LIKE FEELINGS

ALL HAVE SHATTERED

LIPS OF SMILES

NOW GONE AND SCATTERED

LEFT LIKE LEAVES

ON AUTUMN'S DAY

THE LOVE THAT CAME

THEN WENT AWAY...

Bobby Jameson May 12, 2008

FROM HER LIPS

SHE UNLIKE

THE WORLD SHE WALKS

UNLIKE THE SAVAGE

STINGING HAWKS

OF DAGGER THRUSTS

THAT SOME WOULD WIELD

SHE MORE LIKE

THE FLOWERED FIELD

DESPERATE DAYS

OF OTHER'S QUEST

SHE SEEKS PEACE

AND LOVING REST

AGAINST THE TREACHERY

OF LIES

SHE SEES WORTH

INSIDE YOUR EYES

SOFTLY GRACEFUL

MOVES AS FLYING

SHE CAN HEAR

A LOCUST CRYING

TOUCH A BIRD

AND GIVE IT BREATH

WALKS BETWEEN

EACH LIFE AND DEATH

CRAWLS INSIDE

A SIMPLE STONE

SPEAKS TO WATER

AS HER OWN

AND LIFTS THE AIR

WITH FINGER TIPS

UTTERS MAGIC

FROM HER LIPS...

Bobby Jameson May 11, 2008

A LIVING STONE

OUT ALONG

THE BOULEVARD

LIFE IS SHORT

AND TWICE AS HARD

WHERE LIVING STONES

WILL HIDE EACH LIE

DISCARDED THERE

FOR PASSERSBY

MIRROR SKIES

REFLECT OURSELVES

LIKE PLATES AND CUPS

ALL STACKED ON SHELVES

WE PRETEND

TO LAUGH AND SMILE

WHILE DYING INSIDE

AND STANDING TRIAL

MAKE BELIEVING

WE ARE FREE

DRINKING WINE

AND SIPPING TEA

OR MAYBE SIP

THE WINE INSTEAD

I'M NEVER SURE

OF WHAT WE SAID

LITTLE BISCUITS

FOR A MEAL

TOUCHED TO LIPS

OF COLD ROLLED STEEL

DAINTY BITES

INTO YOUR SOUL

KILLER EYES

AND DICE THAT ROLL

SUSHI BARS

ALONG THE WAY

WHERE LOSERS GATHER

JUST TO PLAY

CHAMPAGNE BRUNCHES

CRYSTAL GLASS

AT SUPPER TIME

THEY PAT YOUR ASS

COGNAC SMILES

AND SEXY TALK

HANDS THAT LIKE

TO TAKE A WALK

SOME TOGETHER

SOME ALONE

WILL JUST BECOME

A LIVING STONE

Bobby Jameson JUNE 4, 2008

COSMIC DREAMIES

WILLOW WEEPS

SUCH TEARS LIKE BLEEDING

NEVER FINDING

WHAT SHE'S NEEDING

IVY CRAWLS

AROUND EACH CORNER

OF HER DREAMS

THAT DIED AND MOURN HER

SEPARATE TIMES

AND SEPARATE PLACES

DANCING GAZE

OF MYSTERY FACES

SHE CAN CALL

ON ALL HER SADNESS

REALIZE HER

LONELY MADNESS

DIMNESS IN

EACH EYE OF LOATHING

SEEN IN CHOICES

OF HER CLOTHING

CANNOT STAND

SOME MORE BAD NEWS

SHE HIDES HERSELF

IN HIGH HEELED SHOES

SHE'S THE ANGEL

COME TO FETCH YOU

BACK TO ALL

THE THINGS THAT GET YOU

AMPLIFIED

IN ALL DIRECTIONS

NOTHING SHORT

OF HER PERFECTIONS

COSMIC DREAMIES

ON THE CEILING

SHADOW SINGS

TO EMPTY FEELING

THOUGHTS OF LOVE

AND THOUGHTS OF HATE

HER FURNITURE

WILL LEVITATE

SPINS THE SPIDER

SPIN THE SILK

AND NEVER SPILLS

THE MOTHER'S MILK

OF WISDOM'S MORSEL

ALL SHE'S GIVING

YOU FOR FREE

TO KEEP ON LIVING

Robert Parker Jameson April 30, 2008