Author Archives: J. Palmer

Rages higher than the tree tops
With many different colors of red orange and blues in an inferno of heat out in the fifty degree and sixty-five miles per hour gusts this crazy fire raging in the night too many houses and lives near by
Surrounded in woods of trees for miles by and by yet do they care about safety
This I am not sure seems a bit strange in some way
My very own house smelling of smoke within my house
Air so heavy and thick it makes it hard to breath
The neighbors house ashes in the blackened ground people walking down to see how safe they all are for their own families nothing but bright lights as if it were again christmas roads surrounding closed to all traffic nearby everyone in awe about it really being so close to home even for them something like that out of a fantasy movie or a land far away this raging fire lighting the midnight sky and smoke smelling like that of a campfire in the night this was what we returned home to in the middle of the night something we never even expected to be or seen within our plate a deep strong raging fire on the night

Have you ever just sat and pondered about the beauty and majestics around that of a peacock

After many years of enjoyment, laughter, and love of the majestics of the peacocks I began to have a obsessions of their ineer and outer beautys

taking many a photo whenever I was within their presences

Then my sister n law came into my life and it gave me even more genuine reason to focus myself into this intruiging bird as she herself also was just as obsessed with this creature also

Hense giving me more reasons to take many more and different photo’s just for me to share

I look at the way that this bird raises it’s crown making it seem so royal

How the colors are so bright to attract the female better

thinking why couldn’t we have some nature in itruiging color to help us get our mate so easily

Then I begin to think some more about how each feather although it looks pretty much the same in each one is actually unique and genuine in many different ways in each feather of it’s own

Have you actually ever studied a peacock feather

Wow….

I must say

There is really alot you could do with one

Many different interesting uses for the colorful piece

then to look at the way his feathers fan out making it look just like a giant fan of beauty

one single feather looking like a raindrop or tear drop dripping upon the earth

Or looking deeper into its design kinda looking like many tears falling to tell you its age

I have 3 peacock feathers of my very own

to be able to use them as a toy for the cats, or decor behind a mirror or painting and still see its beauty in the peacock itself and it’s myseterious royal life of majestics

these just seem to make you really think

this is defenetly a bird of many beauty’s, talent, mysetery and majestics

I agree

this is defenately a bird of royalty and beauty

Anger builds

emotions rage

 the blood pumps fast as my heart races

 my body begins to tremble

tears begin to weld, my voice begins to raise a tone in a very loud volume

pain filling my heart and mind

 I am so frustrated and angry I feel the emotions roll and the rage build

 the voices calling out names

the person within me starting to try to get out to beat them

Anger builds as I resist

unable to breathe knowing better within myself I begin to hyperventilate with tentions turning me red and shortness of breath

tearing me into trembles, my blood rushing so high I begin feeling numb and my life is just a distant view now as I look far away

I have climbed my highest high and reached past my limit now shutting down as to not face anymore of these out of control kids among my eyes sight

I need to just leave of this sight right now and calm myself in a different view of atmosphere

my focus needs a straight away change it needs it now

Anger builds as I resist the rage

Angel takes flight high into the sky
Her wings open with the rays of sunlight streaming by her like a rainbow thru the clouds on a rainy day
She begins to lift from the ground and open her wings as the sun sprinkles sun dust down upon her like a myst from a fountain
Her hair how long, beautiful and all the wave to it as it flows down.
She has the most contagious beautiful smile which travels for long far out miles
Her beauty within shines on and on forever having others call her miss sunshine
she has lots of seeds which she sows for and with many that she holds like sunflowers
An angel of mysteriously fine beauty
Filling a room with a full lit bright room as she enters into the door
with a smile of beauty that helps shine a glissen over all within her midst
A inner beauty with nothing but love to give
with the radieance and exuberance to share some joy
while she illuminates any person with her very deep intuition of a self beauty filled life She lifts her wings to raise them high and takes off lifting herself off the ground and into the sky as the angel takes flight she looks like a giant eagle half human taking flight in the sky reminding us in all beauty of God’s grace and love soaring higher into heaven she continues to fly until she vanishes into the deep of the clouds and heavens great lining to return back at the side of the lord’s great throne and heaven’s gate

The sketch is an outline of forbidden lines

crossing over to become the unique design

 within a spectacular drawing

each line significant with another

outlining each curve and contrast for the draft

Creating this picture frame called a sketch

this is the begining of a simple masterpiece

A masterpiece of the mind of a creative artist

This I aam not yet my mom would disagree

She always saw a creative artist within me

My mind always finding a sence of creativity

This is the closest thing I have come to see within me

A simple sketch

Teddy Bear, teddy bear with your eyes so bright

Teddy bear teddy bear in the glistening moonlight

teddy bear so soft and so cuddly

I miss you now most within the many nights of the lonely

you’ve been a true friend throughout the nights and days thru till the ends

fur so smooth and soft like a babies skin

you put me to rest even when I am spiritly restless

I miss you when you are not cuddling me tight

Teddy bear teddy bear soft as you are

never leave myside

stay here teddy bear forever mine

When I look into your eyes

I see beauty possessing your souls reflection of me in your heart

Your eyes bold and beautiful

your voice whispering sweet soft nothings into my ears

your mind hearing my deepest secrets and my daring thoughts

as I finish my day dreaming on in life about you

One last glance before I sleep

keeping me awake as I try to rest

your beauty souly golden

your heart pure and true

your mind open and spirit filled

These are the thoughts of the most bold and the beautiful

coming to into my guiding light

one minute less with thee I’d die

souly given my life over to not one but thee

Rest now my love

gain thee your strength

you will need it more when day awake

capture my gaze once more in day break

 filling my heart with all the love you have to give

today is the day of red hearts and love

I dream of this day for us each year I live

In times of sadness we tend to fall to our knees

beliving in dreams we have not seen designed for guiding

time takes a toll

and brings us down

tearing hearts and souls straight to the ground

feelings of shattered dispair invading the air

Hopes holding onto faith in those dreams

some ending with misunderstanding

others ending with relief and satasfaction

while times of sadness tumble it all and time stands still

unsure of what was really real and true

People dieing all around

Souls felt and being sound

Love learking where hope still holds true

still in awe and search of you

Where are you in these times of need

in these times of sadness I so dread

your not here where I want you

I feel hope but slim in emotional sense

lest I take heart and then our hearts take a distant part

where is this bliss I so desperately wish upon

My life filled with dreams of fear and the unseens

at least one a night since we last spoke

Sometimes I keep myself awake out of habbit

 just in fear that I not have sight at these fear-filled frights in the nights

Then when I awake from one of these dreams

I look and turn in search of you

half the time not knowing at first my own room

scared to be alone in bed with my covers quietly tucking my head

hoping to keep out the evil within my very own head

When will be here long enough to protect me in every way

for I fear the night when it turns to day

those are the times most I have these dreads within my head

something that is not right or supposed to be

The tricks of a trickster that noone can hear

the tricks of the trickster is an invisable staire

Who is this trickster I see roaming about

Who is this trickster all are conversing is about

What is his next trick that he holds up his sleeve

What trick could he possibly do that has not been revealed yet

What is a trickster, a joker, a fool

What has this jester got to do

My eyes stay peeled as i wait in content

My ears listen as I am sceptic yet

Who does this jester think he can fool

Not me I have seen all in my years

I know some tricks I am willing to share

though who cares they think he beats all

The tricks of a trickster I’ll leave them here

Wandering about as I feel I must

Tricktsers are trouble who I leave alone

No good tricks for me to learn

trouble, trouble, trouble are the words that I hear

He’s a con, a fraud, a fool

the joker he is I shall let him be

for he surely will not come and fool me

Hey wait…. I think he got you

you must be a fool

you are reading the story about this jokester I see

this jokester is you playing parnks on me I gotch ya you fool as you have got me

So go out and be the next jokester or con

Make someone smile c’mon you know that you can

be a fool today and brighten the light in someone elses day

You fool I gotcha today