Lament

Crispy morning breeze
Shifting fog below the moon
A lone wolf laments

© Copyrights G. Jones 2012

Author's Note: The Memory Photographs Series

New Years Resolution Ride

Spin the bullet, click the revolver shut
Thumbing hammer, pulling trigger for the cut

A shadow snap, leaves me another year
Pistol safely locked in case, on my way

Leather, denim, hair tied back, and black boot heel
Hit the bong, straddle the chrome, red, and steel

Music in my head, time to hit the road
Mean furious speed, slow mental download

White micro-dotted visions to unroll
Draining my strength sucking, self doubting soul

Another New Year's resolution ride
One more year, until the pistol will decide

© Copyrights G. Jones 2006


Author's Note: A View From the Wind Series

Mr. Green

Each day, he appears
My friendly green capped grazer
Mallard drake and hen

© Copyrights G. Jones 2008

Author's Note: The Memory Photographs Series

The Path

The world has not, a real purpose
It’s to us to discover one

This requires a certain courage
Perhaps more, imagination

Glimpsed, in certain mangled thoughts
Dismissed as crazy, and ignored

Heard in poems, read in sacred texts
Purposed, in angelic message

Ignorance, distorts hearts and minds
Blinding us, in our true desires

Blockading our one clear purpose
And expanding our emotional cravings

Fixating some person or thing
That we imagine will fulfill us

Forgetting, all that is composed
Will decompose, and turn to dust

It’s not us, who decide our path
We merely provide it with direction

Through a world that seems mad
Toward what our spirit knows is right

© Copyrights G. Jones 2012

Author's Note: The Path to Consciousness Series

Liz

She moved, like a powerful jungle cat
With violet eyes, and coiffed raven hair
Her ruby lips, matching her silken hat
Fleeting the breathless hoards, without a care

Flowing taffeta, and stunning diamond
She ruled, the crimson Hollywood carpet
Perfect skin, of beautifully tanned almond
Luscious figure, men could never forget

Oscars, lined her marble fireplace mantle
No man, could quench her passionate bonfire
No Caesar or Antony, could handle
Her grand legend, will forever inspire

The most beautiful woman, on the globe
She will always wear, Cleopatra’s robe

© Copyrights G. Jones 2012

Author's Note: The Memory Photographs Series