Poetry by Jamie Jay

The Song Goes On 
I sit in class 
The teacher droning on 
My head hits the desk 
Almost asleep. 
There the bell goes. 
Signaling us to leave. 
I leap up animate again. 
Ready to go. 
Tired to the bone. 
One last class 
A new student walks in 
They whisper she is deaf. 
The band all stares 
She walks forward and picks up the flute 
The sweetest song comes out. 
We all stare in amazement 
We saw notes 
She saw a life 
She gave the notes a life 
They flew through the room 
A sweet melody heard round the world 

The next day she didn't show up 
They said she had a heart attack 
So young they said 
To young to survive 
The band walked in 
Unsure the next day 
Knowing in our hearts, 
we had been touched 
By the one who couldn't hear 
We went about quietly 
And played. 
The notes gained lives 
They flew from 20 instruments 
We played for the one who gave music life 

When the big night came 
We clambered up on the stage 
Our parents there to cheer 
We didn't wait for the intro 
This was for the girl 
I'll never know her name 
That thought us the meaning of music 
That night the song, 
it poured from us. 
The best we could ever do. 
And we found 
The song went on 
In each one of us. 


Song
Life is like a song
Long, boring at times
But then it hits you
The day or song that hits your heart
The one that stands out above
Above and beyond all comers
That stays in your heart
For all your life
There to comfort and relax
On the days of dismal despair
To excite and heighten all your days.

 

Cat
Though despised
Ragged and torn
Left to die
The cat clings on
To hope to life and to love
It prays for a family to care and cherish
For it for all times
Then one day 
The most dismal of the year
There they walk
The dream family
      Rich
            Proper
                  Happy
She approaches 
And finds a boot
For all her cares
The family cries in disgust 
At her matted fur
And her gray collar
She crawls back
Away from the ones
who should give love
And she cries
Tears of great despair
Along comes a girl
Poor as can be,
who hears the cats cry
She picks her up,
Looks her in the eyes 
And falls in love once again
Soul mates for life
Together forever now never apart
Two lonely hearts calling to one another
Find true love at last.

 

Dreams
Dreams are like feathers 
Floating softly in the wind
Till they find the one who can catch        them
The dreams they float
As a soft as a snowy morn
But for that aren’t easy to catch
They hover just out of reach
While you work and slave
On earth to grasp them
Your dream may be
Whatever you desire
Just work some day you’ll reach your     desire

 

Healing Time
They say time heals
The wounds that are gained
But what if healing
Isn't exactly what you wanted.
For with healing
Sometimes comes forgetfulness
And pride because you survived
What can you do when the healing
Creates more problems then it solves?


Sun Moon & Stars
I am the sun,
I rise,
then set,
I am the moon,
I shine,
then darken,
I am the stars,
I twinkle,
then flash,
I am the sun,
I am the moon,
I am the stars,
We rule the skies.


Writer
"why doth ye write?
It avails ye none.
It buys no food
Nor gives comfort
To any but thee."
"I write for what is lost
the lived shed in wars
the babies yet unborn
the parents who cry
when a child life is lost."
"Yet it can't help them
they write obscurely,
thine meanings not found
just words on paper
to all they point them at."
"My child I point at none
they who would look
would surely find
I weep for they
Who only find worlds on paper."
"True meaning is fond
nay not on paper
but in lives
and what one would
do with that gift."
"For me I write
to give hope
to they who grieve
to give comfort
to they who see life as it is."
"I write for the child
Who too young to write
Lies at my feet
Who seeks the gift
But finds not the words."



The Mark of a Wise Man
A wise man or woman
Know when to step down
Know when to shut up
Knows when to push
Knows when to pull
A wise man or woman
Can admit defeat
Can be without others
Can comfort others in need
Can exclude themselves

 

Smile
Smile all day
And thee shall be happy
Happiness is worked for
And anger is too
Though to be happy
Is harder then to not be
Smiles take effort
While a frown not so
And happiness spreads
Like a weed in spring
And sows a feeling of joy
But anger sows too
That horrible feeling
So smile all day long
And the world shall to.


Law to Ourselves
We are a law unto ourselves
And we choose what we do
But think of this
Before you do wrong
Do I want the consequences
For you catch yourself
And you always know
For you are the supreme judge
Only under the father himself
And you must think before you act
The laws you set now
Will benefit you latter
And they will guide you life
And steer thy way
They shall choose what happens to you

              
All poems on this page 
©Jamie Jay 2002