James J. Jackson

Poet and Journalist

Be foul, but look you a friendly face

James J Jackson

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Merry it is that you

look on this day

with holy woe.

It was this cracked

surface.

This blocked tomb

that the events did

carry on.

Be foul, but look you

a friendly face

To hide your

wounded fear.

Pitch your bio forth,

to a kind and open

ear.

7/28/10

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Tags:

art, Fear, Humanity, literature, love, poem, poems, poet, poetry, poets, self expression, the Human Spirit, writer, Writers, writing

Date:

May 7, 2014

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