Never again

 

 

 

 

Never again

 

In between the doubts and tears forms a founded thought…

scribbles on an old shipyard memo pad

tapping the inside of my skull, waking me…even though I don’t sleep,

offering a collection of dots and dashes to interpret

 

There are times in a man’s life when he knows he is sane…

Following the lines on an unpaved road

Crossing center without moving a muscle

Drinking from the fountain that bleeds rejoice

 

It is in these moments that he understands…

and removes the stupidity that has clothed him in rags

opens his eyes to what truly makes him happy,

breaks free of those past tense chains that bound him

 

What mattered does and what didn’t still doesn't…

When thumbing through crooked paragraphs

and finding that the phrases he thought he lost

were dangling from every crumbled page…waiting

 

Time does move in slug path wanderings…

Sidewalks glisten in zigzag designs

Drying in the mid day sun as

minutes appear as miniature renditions of the future

 

And as this time does slowly find me…

I extend my heart in fluttering palpitations of hope

strike the match on promises that I know I can keep

attempting to quell the flames of the past by swearing…never again.

 

 

Author's Note

Thank you for reading

Reviews

[kublakhan27]

You had me with the first line my friend...I knew I was going to relate to this right off the hop. I have tons of shipyard scribbles around here and they are indeed tapping on my skull these days...even though I don't sleep. Yes it is been a very dry period for me which you may have noticed from lack of requests, and this piece seems to reflect a lot of the things that swirl in my mind in times of the block. I've also been trying to figure out what truly makes me happy...should be the most logical and easiest thing for the mind to comprehend right? Yet I'm still devoid of answers. But as with all of your pieces, it brings many interpretations to mind though soul-searching is always one of the primary things I usually take from you work...and I do lots of that. Sterling work my friend.

[s y e]

'Sterling work' Oh la la, Steveroo! Haha.

[kublakhan27]

Haha.... ;P

[s y e]

This was a 'sterling' review. ;-)

[Jack...]

I will agree then...a sterling review. Thanks so very much Steve. I am thrilled you could relate to this.

[Baby Ricochet]

Scribbles on an old shipyard note pad. Brilliant line jack. I really liked this one.

[Cassie]

This one blew me away Jack, this is among my best, all of your poems are good, I love them but I donno what to say about this particular one, I guess it touched the inside of me. Good stuff here my sweet friend. Thank you for the RR

[Jack...]

Thank you so very much sweet Sunshine. I am happy this one touched you because it holds a very special meaning to me. It was a promise of sorts...to myself.

[Blue]

You write with depth, Jack. Your poems are well-thought of and the sentiments are fluidly organized. Your wordplay, as always, is commendable. I'm definitely saving this.

[Jack...]

I always appreciate the kindness that you show me. Thank you so very much.

[Vidya Bacchus]

Your words in their entirety are so full of emotion they grab you from the first line and never let you go till the very last.You have such a gift :)

[Jack...]

Thank you Vidya. I always appreciate when you stop by.

[Vidya Bacchus]

You are welcome :)

[Thomas Fitzgerald]

A touching and mesmerizing piece that sits well with the reader.

[Jack...]

Thanks my friend. I appreciate your kindness.

[Cryingkate]

Jack this writing is only one example of why I just can't find the time to get over here and leave comments.

What's wrong with you? Why can't you just write like everyone else?
Why do you have to just spill your guts so perfectly, in such a manner that takes my breath away and leaves such a smashing ring on the bells of eternal infinity Striking the Soul of a man crossing skies of ethereal planes.
Damn You Stir the consciousness, even out of God himself.With such purity that one knows it is God himself coming forth from your volcanic Heart. Yeah rising from ashes? Yea Gods will !

[Jack...]

I am so sorry Connie...I didn't mean to disturb you into sneaking over here and leaving this fantastic review of my work. I hate when that happens. I will do my best in the future to not...yeah right. Thanks my friend. Someone told me this morning that smiles were hard to come by right now, but this sure did make me smile. I appreciate your kindness to me.

[Cryingkate]

I accept your apologies Jack, I know you just can't help yourself. I will have to learn endurance and learn to lower myself with humbleness when confronting The God Image of your works.
Jack, You really do add so much to this world with your gifts of writing.
If you haven't found your calling it's because it escapes you every time you form a word......It is ever flowing from your pen..
Sorry if I am dragging emotions out, But I mean every word

[Jack...]

Connie, I am truly humbled by your kind words to me. Really, I am just some guy who enjoys writing and I am thrilled everyday when someone enjoys what I write. Geez, now I am going to need a bigger hat.

[Cryingkate]

It is said unquote: "God Puts his will as our desires in our Hearts"

[Emerald Seas]

Damn good write, Jack! I have a hard time with negative absolutes, but that's my own little demon ;)
Wow, this is masterfully crafted, my friend. You took a theme everyone can relate to and orchestrated a piece of art with a unique voice. Well done doesn't come close to describing it!

[Jack...]

Thank you my good friend. I can always count on you to brighten my day with your kindness. I am happy you found this one and enjoyed it.

[Imogean Tweetie]

Laden with triumph and ending with regret. I love it. Not one cliche to be found in this one, and dripping with humanity, a lovely and though provoking piece here. I liked it.

[Jack...]

Thank you so very much Imogean for your kind words today. I am thrilled you enjoyed this.

[redzone]

There are so many wonderful lines that tickle the mind with dread, hope desire, sadness, and determination. It is a wonderfully rich poem Jack.. I particularly enjoyed, "There are times in a man's life when he knows he is sane." Right there is a monumental accomplishment.. but to really put the flames of the past behind you might need a really big hose with lots of water.. ~~redzone

[Jack...]

Or a small trickle with a lot of patience my friend. Thanks so very much for stopping by and reading my work. I appreciate your knidness

[Mark]

Wow, Jack this is masterful. Direct from the heart and beautifully executed. I love it!

[Jack...]

Thanks so very much Mark.