B.J."A" 2 - An Old Soul: 2015

Tuesday, December 29, 2015

Lost Soul - Troubled Spirit

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Melanie !!!, Melanie !!!, Melanie !!!

What has taken you to the edge ???, again !!!

What is dragging you into that abyss ???

Why are you slipping back into that black hole ???

What is it ??? causing you such pain !!!

What is it ??? we are seeming to miss !!!,

that is ripping you apart, steeling your soul !!!

From this self-destructive behavior, you need to refrain !!!

You need to get beyond !!!, find some bliss !!!

Find some answers, come to know

the amount of stress, the amount of strain

you are inflicting within your body, for you can kiss

it all goodbye if you soon, do not let it all go !!!

B. J. “A ” 2 - Dad

December 29^th 2015

Thursday, December 24, 2015

Life’s companions

With what Ghosts will I saunter down that last mile ?

How many ?, will keep me company, make me smile.

Fill these empty footsteps, yet, all the while,

make that journey one, forever to remember

long after it was terminated that fateful September.

A time when it became clear, this was the end

and we would never walk again, but I, as a friend

for these long five years where I try hard to fend.

B. J. “A” 2

December 24^th 2015

Wednesday, December 2, 2015

Fentanyl, and All

Grim Reapers, on call !!!

Dark days in the clutches of fentanyl,

have been your journey, your down fall !

Are you realizing the essence of its call ?

NOTHING will be left, NOTHING at all !

Many of your years, have been such a waste !,

as you reach out, towards an end, in such haste.

What is it, that we can do ?, for you,

to help you get past, to start anew.

It seems that there is but a sad view,

for us, who want to help you through.

That Beautiful little Girl !, who knew ?,

- what seeds ?, deep within, that grew

into this debilitating, destructive drug addiction -,

what it’d do to all who care, want your resurrection !

All we desire !, is for you to see the light !,

step out of the darkness, stand up and fight !

From drug addiction and death, take flight !

Look into a mirror, see, do what is right !

Help us all alleviate what is our fear !!!

Help us Daughter, help us my Dear !!!

B. J. “A ” 2

December 2^nd2015

Tuesday, November 10, 2015

Questions

As I look into suspended,

moments of time.

Memories hang, drifting.

Flying away on butterfly wings,

translucent words in some rhyme.

These ghostly figures haunt the essence

of so much of, that once was -

that once seemed so sublime.

Seldom are things what they seem.

Blinded by the journeys of ones life,

not knowing, such a terrible crime.

Not even seen in the essence of a dream.

B. J. “A ” 2

November 10^th 2015

Friday, October 2, 2015

Unfulfilled Dreams !!!

Still dreaming, after all these years, impossible dreams.

To become a reality that is never meant, it surly seems,

to rise up – like the Phoenix – from the ashes.

A reality, that with my dreams, always clashes.

To let go, to forget, for sanity, this I must,

for the dreams, a reality ?, they are turning to dust.

The obvious has always been there, before me

With all my hopes, blind love, I would not see.

It has been far to long, carrying this heavy load

It is time to move on, travel a less bumpy road.

Oh, to travel, take journeys, find a new adventure.

If age, experience, heartache did not keep one unsure

of ever climbing above all that had gone wrong

and finding a voice, to sing a glorious song.

Oh, to once again know and feel the ecstasy of love.

To know that one could leave behind and climb above .

B. J. “A ” 2

October 2^nd2015

Tuesday, September 29, 2015

Last thoughts ???

She reached in, touched the heart of my soul !

I once, kissed away the dew from her eyes.

Her soul, her heart, I truly do not know,

nor do I know, what ?, behind her heart lies.

I can only guess at what doth show

within the essence of her many sighs.

Upon solar winds that doth blow.

Upon silver wings high in the skies.

Tomorrow descends, she will arrive.

For a moment my heart will come alive.

I cannot help but want so much more.

Even if it has been five years,

since she closed that beautiful door.

Now, when I think of her, it is always with tears

washing up, upon memories, sandy shore.

Memories of her never fade away, again

and again, written in the subconscious, they remain

a constant flow, the essence of many a refrain.

Happy Birthday my Love !!!

B. J. “A” 2

September 29^th 2015

Wednesday, August 19, 2015

Exotic, Oriental, Beauty

She has been my cup of tea !

Sweet as honey, this she be !

Times have become translucent.

Hard to feel the essence of her sent.

Sunday - taking her to a silver bird.

Across the ocean – Beijing I heard.

Five times, I have taken her to leave.

Five times, I came back to retrieve.

During five years, we still communicate.

Getting back together – not to be my fate.

She will be my last cup of tea.

She will be the last love I will see.

Like the essence of translucent time.

It is easy to see through my rhyme.

B. J. “A” 2

August 19^th 2015

Thursday, July 23, 2015

The world

of Invasions

Like a virus, europeans came, tried to eliminate.

What they did not, abused !!!, trying to assimilate.

With such arrogance, greed, their evil hand,

coned, stole, raped and pillaged First Nations, land.

The Spanish, also – from afar they came.

In South America, they did the same.

The world over, this was their game plan !!!
to conquer the worlds indigenous man

Two beautiful continents – once so pristine.

After four hundred years, never again to be seen,

as greed, profit, the desire to control - by the few -

leaves so very little of what our forefathers once knew.

Our air, our land, has been poisoned by industrial waste.

Our foods, genetically manipulated, poisoned for profit haste.

We are living longer, yet with more disease.

Doctors fill us with poisonous chemicals, to ease,

yet, we are ever more stressed, living life distressed,

but are all our ills just masked, or truly addressed ?

B. J. “A ” 2

July 23^rd 2015