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poetry of Capt Jack
together
finally alone a single breath a lifetime an hour but a heartbeat parted by the merciless blade of a second hand suddenly separate forever as one - Oct 27, 2005 |
dogfood the dog is looking up at me to see what it is that he can see "maybe he'll drop a little bite hes such a clutz, you know he might" "maybe if I tilt my head he'll toss me down a crust of bread I know hes having steak up there I can smell it floating on the air" get your nose away from me I'm eating dinner....cant you see? dont look at me with those puppy eyes I'm hip to that, I'm far too wise and get your paws down off my lap Im too darn smart for all that crap! besides you already had your chow you had your turn, its my turn now. "he'll weaken soon. hes getting full he aint so tough, what a load of bull so if I sit here being cool he'll pony up...oh! did I drool?" "he's sitting back, its almost time! oh feast of humans, you'll soon be mine! hes looking over, time to lay it on thick a wagging tail might just do the trick" fine, ya' beggin' mangy mutt quit being such a pain in the butt I saved this morsel just for you youre a pretty good dog, I love you too. |
Okay, my mooch of a dog Mellie is sitting right next to me, gazing imploringly at me with those sad brown eyes......
And I am totally not falling for it! (sigh) Brb. (Sound of pantry door opening). I am such a pushover. :snap:Great Doggy poem!:snap: |
Those were cool!
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good morning, my ass!
the radio blares into my half awake brain it cares not for dreaming and feels not my pain the sun is still sleeping, so why then can't I? its yet to come out and chase night from the sky your duty is calling, they want you there NOW! my head is still throbbing like a nail in my brow drag myself out and kick myself up stumble to shower, pour a hot cup scubbed and scraped hairless, deodorant too "why do I bother? like they'll ever smell you?" out to my car, cup still in my hand and start out across this dark, desolate land arrive at my station still bleary and bleak sit down in my chair and struggle to speak “what is it you want? What is it you need? You’d better talk fast lest I leave you to bleed!” “we just needed your key, no reason to fret. We were just wondering why you weren’t here yet” I hand them my key and slump back in my chair Trying to stay calm and breathe in the cool air. The sun is now cresting up over the hill The pain in my head is beginning to still So this was my morning. Good morning to you. Hope your morning was better, hope mine is soon too. :coffee: x10 |
the fragrance of you swirls in my head
caressing my mind and memory as close as my heart yet far from my grasp as the stars in the suffocating night no repent. no regret I await the light to bring you into my sight and set me free within myself once again |
longshot
I pulll you close, closer to me my hand slides across you slowly to places known to me well your curves fit me as if made from my own breathe in breathe out slowly with nary a sound, I feel your warmth come to my cheek and rest a measured breeze flows past us as we await the moment we've come here for breathe in breathe out my fingers tingle with anticipation as the moment draws near with the stillness of a stone yet we move together nearly imperceptible to the eye breathe in breathe out my eyes search deeply to and through you to find what we both seek to find so very far as to be nearly invisible but within our grasp breathe in breathe out the time has come breathe in my hands set in motion what cannot now be halted a clap of thunder and blinding flash leap forth setting the very earth to shake beneathe us and as quickly as it begins, its moment is now behind us leaving but a memory bullseye - written during a long distance rifle competition a number of years back. what? you thought maybe something else? :cool: PS: thanks to everyone for letting me post this crap here. I know most of it is second rate at best, but eh.....feels good to at least let it out :D |
I like your poems!:snap:
There's just something about a poetic pirate.....;) |
Even better, a pirate writing a love poem about his rifle! :snap:
You must spread some Mojo around before giving it to Capt Jack again. |
Me too: You must spread some Mojo around before giving it to Capt Jack again. :snap:
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aww...shucks. thanks folks! its the thought that counts. :)
:cheers: :cheers: :cheers: :cheers: drinks all 'round |
a song in my head
the wind in my hair I take in the sun and breathe in the air look over beside me and see your sweet face step on the gas and feel my heart race is it the speed or the smile that makes my heart pound? except for your voice I cant hear a sound I feel you move closer and then closer still how can something so simple give one such a thrill? so long as youre here so long as youre there my life will be better so long as you care. |
a treasure found at break of day
I knew the path, I knew the way with flecks of gold, the green of jade the stuff of which mans dreams are made. it was not mine to keep or hold these jade green stones with flash of gold I held them tight with all I could caring not for right or good. greed and want overtakes my mind to all else made both deaf and blind to take it all and sail away this treasure that was mine this day. I left it where Id found it though returned it to its place, just so another day, another time when I can justly make it mine. treasure, know I wait for thee the day that its just you and me away we'll sail and not look back through days of fire and nights of black treasure you'll be mine one day I'll find the path, I'll find the way and the wealth that is both jade and gold will be forever mine to hold. |
the days march onward
one by one they fall by the wayside landing silently like the autumn leaves in the field nearly unnoticed amongst its long lost brethren now empty of life and reflecting only the shadows of what beauty they once held awaiting the winds of time to cast them into distant memory --- where is the reason? where is the rhyme? where do the days go? where goes the time? why should we care so? why don't we know? why do the years fly and nights pass so slow? who knows the answers? why wont they say? so many questions but no answers today I'll look not behind me for nothing is there I see not the future and really dont dare today is the one thing I have and I hold from the days of my youth and as I grow old so without all the answers and with questions galore I'll take each day graciously and come back for more. |
:mad: My Day:mad:
enraged! engaged! unnerved! undeserved! gotta focus hokus pokus! listen! dont talk! walk the walk or be outlined in chalk! let those who know put on the show! just walk away and stop burning my day! I knew I was right and headed to light. if you dont leave me be in much pain you'll be! so now its all done and I know Im the one so now you can go. by the way... told you so. [invert]:birdy: [/invert] |
truth
be careful what you ask for it just might be yours truth is a thing you should be respectful of for it can have very sharp edges and should be handled with great care both giving and receiving a dose of reality like roundhouse kick to the skull it can leave you dazed and wondering what just happened it can light the fires of understanding and care and bring two people closer with its unyeilding power, or tear the still beating heart from your chest for all to see sometimes both the truth does not pretend. it does however stand still long enough to get a good look at it and everything it can reveal. hearing truth and understanding what was meant dont always happen at the same time. reflection, rethought, recall and review can show many facets that werent aparrent when the initial impact is felt and a mind slams shut in reflex. what feels at first to be a slap in the face can turn to a gentle caress and a plea for understanding and patience. what feels at first to be the deepest of cuts can be a cut that reveals something hidden that needs to be shown the light of day before it festers and ruins all it touches. it can renew and revive it can mame and destroy it can make a blind man see a deaf man hear a child smile or a grown man cry so, use it wisely. sadly, its often easier said than done. anyway, enough of that. (ok so, a poem its not. I have my reasons for needing to get this all out. feel free to ignore it.) |
no time like the present
isnt that what they say? no time like the present dont waste another day no time like the present so now is the time no time like the present to wait is a crime no time like the present to tell you what I feel no time like the present now's all that is real no time like the present the days pass so fast no time like the present goodbye to the past no time like the present whats left to say? no time like the present lest it slip away no time like the present my heart's in your hand no time like the present to know where I stand theres always tomorrow I hear that said too theres always tomorrow I wish that was true theres always tomorrow I'll wait here and see 'cuz maybe tomorrow is when you'll be with me |
in silent stealth we crept along
a path that others thought was wrong to reach the place to which we aspire walking the balance of high wire with no net to catch us if we should fall to risk it now is to risk it all eyes wide open, a deep breath taken the very foundations of our world is shaken hand in hand, along the path to face the ire, to dare the wrath the dragons breath and claws of steel cannot sway us from what we feel a hold so tight on each others heart it cannot be seen, the end or start to unknown horizons where the path may lead to save our love, our souls be freed from chains that hold us tight and fast to the land where we are free at last |
You must spread some Mojo around before giving it to Capt Jack again.
*Bugger* Now spreading. |
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I do, however, hereby nominate the Captain to be the LoT's official Poet Laureate.
(That means you have to bring the cheese and crackers to the meets, btw.) |
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(thanks guys) |
a living dream
a caress a kiss a fire a man a woman a fragrance a world shaken a moment to live forever |
an impromptu xmas poem
ever wonder why it is we hurt ourselves so bad? ever wonder why it is we make ourselves so sad? we talk ourselves into our pain we find ways to be down when state of mind and attitude are oft the things that make us frown good thoughts good cheer a smile or grin are easy things to do it can make the difference in our lives and other peoples too so for a change I'll give a smile and hold my good thoughts near and be thankful for the things that make this special time of year the holidays are what we make them so go out, have some fun celebrate, its not too late to enjoy a day in the sun go shop or gift or decorate its really up to you a merry xmas to you all and an happy new year too |
Simply sweet! Good stuff! :snap: :snap: :)
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if the world could be turned
back upon itself if time could be placed back up on the shelf would I go back and change all the things that Ive done? to have just one more day for us in the sun to hold your young hand just one final time and remind us again of how once you were mine would it change what is now? could it change all the wrong? if we both could go back and sing just one more song would it lead here again? and bring back all the pain or could we go right instead of left again if I had the power you know I would try to make it all better to make the days fly but that powers not in me though I wish it were true so I'll just say I love you and hope you still love me too |
hand in hand to the very edge of eternity we’ve journeyed
at long last, standing together, staring into the singular sunset the choices are clear the answers are not to hold you here with me together mired in all the pain and sorrow we’ve carried for so very long or allow you to fly into the endless night alone free at last from the ties that bind to hope against hope to once again walk with you in the sunlight still carrying with us the weight of this burden as we continue on this endless winding road or loose the load from your wings and let you fly away condemning myself for eternity for surrendering you to the dark Shakespeare’s words thunder in my heart and mind to be or not to be I wish the answers were as plain |
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and so it has come at last
unavoidable undeniable unbelieveable a familiar scent floating in an empty room is what remains of all I once knew an alien landscape surrounds me now resplendent with with unopened doors and roads not taken seen now appearing through the waning angelic mist of a world that now fades like the waking from a dream and so the journey begins |
Beautiful...sorrow and hope: timeless! (Hugs)
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the dust in my mouth
has a bittersweet taste face down in it since the last moment I saw sunlight we'd become old friends the dust and I but the time has come for us to part company a sucker punch I saw coming a mile away lay me here seems nearly a hundred days past bruised and bloodied, unconscious and unbelieving it was a damn good fight tooth and nail, toe to toe eye to eye and heart to heart we fought with all we had to no avail lost was the battle and thusly the war waged by our own doing but not by our wish there are no winners only survivors left now to pick themselves up brush the sacred dust from their hands look hard into the sun rising on a new day and see what new fights lay in our path bring it |
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I like this bit. Very cool, Capt Jack! :) |
THANK YOU Capt. dear Capt!
Is this an ask and ye shall receive? I love your poetry, I do! The latest missive is no exception. I can't MOJO you for it, but in spirit!:snap: Snowflake |
that it was my friend. glad you enjoyed it. it was more a 'write it down, worry about prose later' sorta thing....
there'll be more. trust me...Im just full of it. :p |
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Thanks again, my friend! |
a lack of inspiration
the effervescent verse will not come this day struggle as I might to find cause to bring them forth wit and wisdom, mirth and tempo lost now in the tempest of my mind and heart no visions of a coming day call no thought of the timeless sea ring no meanings suffer unknown no thought yearning to be free from the confines of my mind shall find their way through me to these pages perhaps again one day |
I look forward to the day that your effervesence is restored, Captain, but even your sad verse is awesome.
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Man, how did I miss this thread. Wow. :)
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happy anniversary baby
got you on my mind. I miss you. |
replay, regret, resign, repent
rethink reawaken return, regain, regroup, restart replenish, revamp, rebuild, resolve remember |
the end of the world, year 1
in the blink of an eye you flew to places I cannot follow to the eternal realms where I am not yet welcome I will bide my time here amongst those left behind awaiting my turn no longer fearing that which remains unknown to me but now eternally blessed by your presence there I miss you my dearest I know now and accept that I always will a thousand lifetimes shall pass with your memory and love entwined in my very being I am what I am because of our life together a debt I can never repay all Ive known and ever will know all Ive seen and ever will see all Ive lived and survived I owe to you thank you for gracing my life until we meet once more |
That is possibly the most beautiful thing I've ever read.
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 endless embrace to hold you in my arms until such time as dust overtake us and return us to from whence we came in the bosom of the mother earth herself through eternity you shall mine be (inspired by the above picture) |
geez I so very much hate valentines
the hearts and the cards, the "will you be mine?"s such a fraud, a con, a vile pretense its just never seemed, to me, to make sense to spend just a day, a dollar, a thought to profess your love with things that you bought? to give of ones self is all that is needed so to all who will hear, these words should be heeded show your love with each day, not just one...but for all! be it in winter or spring, the summer or fall your happiness will grow throughout the year if each and every day you hold loved ones near so forget all the cards, the flowers, the hype and pay close attention to these words that I type love is too fleeting to last just the one day love is more what you do and less what you say dont take things for granted all the days in a year and expect February 14th to make love reappear so go hug somebody you love and be sure to say so and do so each day and watch the love flow your heart and your wallet will thank you in kind and may the love that comes daily be all yours to find -- Capt Jack |
Visible mojo there, Captain!
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Wow. What a great video. Great use of the Darth Maul theme too ;)
(oh, and I'd put that in the YouTubery, if I were you.) |
I awoke with the scream
still caught in my throat the terror now waning, lifting from my half awake brain like the overnight fog meeting the first rays of sunlight the image now but a haze of memory and scattered thought the morning air crisp and clear like ice on my sweat soaked skin just a dream it was just a dream |
Wow, Capt Jack, you are quite eloquent.
I've only the time to read a few but, okay, in person you are so quiet but when you write, the words just flow. :snap: Awesome. :cool: Thank you for sharing. |
what an odd thing it is
suddenly living alone not something Im versed in but its virtues have grown I admit I did fear it seems not long ago but I conquered the empty then re-learned how to grow your thoughts undisturbed your ears hear no voice you can run around naked its really your choice while of course I would trade it back to what once was here I cant say 'I hate it!' 'cuz theres nothing to fear |
"Through The Dark" as I walk away I look over my shoulder to see what I'm leaving behind pieces of puzzles and wishes on eyelashes fail oh how do I show all the love inside my heart for this is all new and I'm feeling my way through the dark and I used to talk with honest conviction of how I predicted my world I'm gonna leave it to star gazers tell me what your telescope says oh what is in store for me now? it's coming apart I know that it's true 'cause I'm feeling my way through the dark try to find a light on somewhere try to find a light on somewhere I'm finding I'm falling in love with the dark over here oh oh what do I know I don't care where I start for my troubles are few as I'm feeling my way through the dark through the dark I'm feeling my way through the dark - KT Dunstall |
a moment in time
so fleeting, so rare all the time in the world all the time to spare and now you've moved on into memories hold special times to remember as new days unfold vacation is over such a pity, a crime still, I'll just be thankful and ask for more time :D special thanks to all the campers for making this vacation one I'll never forget. :snap: |
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Happy Anniversary and {{{{hugs}}}}} |
:D I think I found my christmas was right here all along my scroogieness abated my humbugs all long gone I think I found my christmas and Im glad its finally here Im glad I didn't miss it and curse myself all year it seems Ive found my christmas not sure why it took so long Im just glad I found my christmas before it was all gone :D |
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Just me
Since I last saw your face, two years have now passed Seems I’ve learned to grieve and move on at long last What once was so close seems a lifetime ago And how I begged you to stay, but the powers say no So off on your way to greater things than I see What was once you and I has become now, just me. ----- Forgiving ones self is a hard thing to do Yet is a path that must be followed now In the box Or in the sun The choices set before me as clear as a springtime sky Life beckons me on to join in its revelry I trudge forward into its waiting arms And in its gentle caress, learn to walk again Sorrow gives way to memory Death makes way for new life This is how things are meant to be To accept this, a bitter pill To deny it embraces the horror in an unending torment To languish in the darkness holding fast to what once was Or to see clouds flying and realize that all is, indeed, not lost I choose life and pray it still chooses me |
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Ame ni mo makezu (Be Not Defeated by the Wind) Be not defeated by the rain, Nor let the wind prove your better. Succumb not to the snows of winter. Nor be bested by the heat of summer. Be strong in body. Unfettered by desire. Not enticed to anger. Cultivate a quiet joy. Count yourself last in everything. Put others before you. Watch well and listen closely. Hold the learned lessons dear. A thatch-roof house, in a meadow, nestled in a pine grove's shade. A handful of rice, some miso, and a few vegetables to suffice for the day. If, to the East, a child lies sick: Go forth and nurse him to health. If, to the West, an old lady stands exhausted: Go forth, and relieve her of burden. If, to the South, a man lies dying: Go forth with words of courage to dispel his fear. If, to the North, an argument or fight ensues: Go forth and beg them stop such a waste of effort and of spirit. In times of drought, shed tears of sympathy. In summers cold, walk in concern and empathy. Stand aloof of the unknowing masses: Better dismissed as useless than flattered as a "Great Man". This is my goal, the person I strive to become. - Kenji Miyazawa (translation by David Sulz) |
Love that. For a moment I thought you wrote it and I was very impressed indeed! :D
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yeah, no such luck. Id found a line or two, then proceeded to hunt down the rest. loved it. shared it.
I'd actually found a number of translations, but this seemed the best of the bunch |
The Benevolent Have No Worries The Brave Have No Fears The Wise Have No Delusions True Victory is Victory Over Oneself four years ago today I lost you to the ages I miss you and envy heaven all the more with the passing of time |
I have no words.
{{{hug}}} |
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so much has changed since last I held you, dying in my arms I am not who I once was with you yet still not who I wish to be, without love never fades from the heart and from the mind thank the heavens and the maker that pain does |
Good to hear your voice, Cap'n. :snap:
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the fire and desire that burns me to the core
soothes not the aching within, the aching without yet the sun still shines the earth still turns the rain and wind still pass uncaring across the sky above me why should they care? the order of things is life and eventual death at the hands of some unforseen force creeping just out of our grasp and vision that will not be quelled by wishes and hopes by prayers and all the pleading of a billion weeping eyes life is on loan, payment due upon the demand of a universe whose order and tempo is beyond our comprehension and control we are separated from it as a singular entity but undeniably part of the whole, regardless of our desire to stand out amongst the uncountable minutiae that surrounds us so is the natural order of things try as we might to change or avert its will the delusion of immortality as a desire as futile a battle as has ever been waged would you stay if it were granted? and see all you know and knew turn to dust before you I think not the endless pitiful sorrows of a world gone insane would drown you as sure as the unending tide pounds mountains into sand and washes them from their million year rest as sure as there is a beginning, each story has an end in the pages in between, the moments that count the most with its joys and sorrows, triumphs and failures with its endless banality and epic sweeping drama we are each our own author unpublished and unknown as it should be |
Ah, Cap'n, you inspire me. :snap:
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