Here is a sample of one of the poems you can expect to find in my upcoming chapbook. Ten more poems and it will be ready to go to print. — Read for free on http://www.patreon.com/posts/52657143
Gimmicks and affectations are no replacements for personality and struggle. Bullies will still graduate and get jobs they don’t deserve. Your hero is a fraud, and their heroes were the villians. So what does that make you? You are more than what you say and type, but you are only what you do.
Safe Space, a poem https://jamesjjackson.com/2021/05/18/safe-space-a-poem/ — Read on jamesjjackson.com/2021/05/18/safe-space-a-poem/
The first thing I want to do is announce that I am working on and will soon self publish my first poetry book. It will be a short chapbook collection of poems and I hope that I can see it sell well in local bookshops and online. And yes, you will be receiving free copies,Continue reading “The Weekly Protest – A Message For My Patrons and Followers | James J Jackson on Patreon”
Hope is byline politicians use to get votes, and closure is only in Spielburg films. Hope is not something you can buy or sell even though they always try. There is no closure in real life. That is not the hot take of a typical jaded cynic. It is the call of a freedom fighter,Continue reading “Hope and Closure”
There once was a young boy, a sweet, but different kid, who was taunted and bullied and he didn’t always handle it well. There weren’t buzzwords like “cancel culture” or “safe space” when the boy was growing up, so his bullies never got canceled, and the boy, despite the torture, never really needed a “safeContinue reading “Safe Space, a poem”
Finding a voice as writer starts with emulating your favorites, then you go from there… — Read on http://www.patreon.com/posts/50950325
Repost of a poem about the accountants who carry red umbrellas.
Andy Kaufman is dead, so is comedy. — Read on http://www.patreon.com/posts/50630174
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A poem about, well, take a guess…
A Roof and A Doctor A roof and a doctor, Things we all need. Those without them, Society takes no heed. Health and housing, These are rights. Health and housing, It is for these I fight. Soldiers marching, Here my call. Workers marching, Will never fall. In these times, We must never lie down. ForContinue reading “A Roof and A Doctor”
Get up, eat. Drink some speed. Get on the rat race’s beat. Out the door, you proceed, just another person in the street. Not an inch of power to concede. Show up, sign the sheet, like the faceless hog decreed, and with pay, you can’t compete. Day in and out, at a painful speed, destroyContinue reading “A Villanelle For Capital”