Monthly Archives: January 2010

Poem: “The foul stench”, notebooks, Jim Stallings

The foul stench

Of soul meanness

Those who spoil

As daily sport

Joy of put-down

Envy of success

Of the real kind

Requiring heart & passion

That staring into horizon

The gaze that frees

And waits on knowledge

The shape of things to come

Like cloud masses from Canada

Weather of a changing kind

Sending the faint-hearted in doors—

There to await their polar fate.

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Poem: “Back Behind The Fort”, notebooks, Jim Stallings

Back behind the fort

High on the ridge

The sun set quickly

On snow rimed peninsula

Leaving the bay behind

A palette of pinks & blues

Softly sparkling the water

And snow turning colors

Even as we turned

To escape the bitter wind

Off Nantasket Sound.

We laughed at this view

Wondering how far below

Our destinies lay

With the sea heavy

Lying in wait for real estate.

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Poem: “You Jest My Friend”, notebooks, Jim Stallings

You jest my friend

To think I am laughing,

For in truth I am deep

In a year of remembrance

And remorse as deep as nails,

Struck to the heart of things

Where life and death pass

One into the other,

So much so that change

Is blurred by vivid ache,

And hope expires in stale air

Foul as the breath of mushrooms

Whose poisonous seeds cloud

The low caves where your eyes

Once glowed inside a skull crushed,

By ambition’s maniac arc,

Drowning now into…

A pit of slime & pointlessness.

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