tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22342370136593528642024-02-20T11:18:38.822-08:00Closing ArgumentsJessie's Courthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04743707147668769798noreply@blogger.comBlogger38125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2234237013659352864.post-14052980225456375782012-08-22T11:52:00.002-07:002012-08-22T14:29:48.794-07:00The Visitor<span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(130, 98, 83, 0.09375); -webkit-composition-frame-color: rgba(191, 107, 82, 0.496094); -webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.296875); font-family: Noteworthy; font-size: 18px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 24px;">He dusted off the old rocking chair</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(130, 98, 83, 0.09375); -webkit-composition-frame-color: rgba(191, 107, 82, 0.496094); -webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.296875); font-family: Noteworthy; font-size: 18px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 24px;">& asked me to have a seat</span></div>
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(130, 98, 83, 0.0898438); -webkit-composition-frame-color: rgba(191, 107, 82, 0.496094); -webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.292969); font-family: Noteworthy; font-size: 18px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 24px;">He'd tell me what he was doing there</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(130, 98, 83, 0.0898438); -webkit-composition-frame-color: rgba(191, 107, 82, 0.496094); -webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.292969); font-family: Noteworthy; font-size: 18px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 24px;">If I'd simply take a load off my feet</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(130, 98, 83, 0.0898438); -webkit-composition-frame-color: rgba(191, 107, 82, 0.496094); -webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.292969); font-family: Noteworthy; font-size: 18px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 24px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(130, 98, 83, 0.0898438); -webkit-composition-frame-color: rgba(191, 107, 82, 0.496094); -webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.292969); font-family: Noteworthy; font-size: 18px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 24px;">I found this gesture laughable</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(130, 98, 83, 0.09375); -webkit-composition-frame-color: rgba(191, 107, 82, 0.496094); -webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.296875); font-family: Noteworthy; font-size: 18px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 24px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(130, 98, 83, 0.0898438); -webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.292969);">I would rather stand!</span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(130, 98, 83, 0.09375); -webkit-composition-frame-color: rgba(191, 107, 82, 0.496094); -webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.296875); font-family: Noteworthy; font-size: 18px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 24px;"><div>
Then listen to another word</div>
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Uttered by this despicable Man! </div>
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But His confidence eluded Him</div>
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He knew I would protest</div>
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& yet I saw Him conceal a grin</div>
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At the denial of His request! </div>
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At this point, I couldn't even move</div>
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I could barely breathe</div>
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He acknowledged my discomfort, said,<br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(130, 98, 83, 0.0898438); -webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.292969);">"Very well" & took the seat!</span></div>
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<br /></div>
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As He sat there callously,</div>
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Scoping out the room</div>
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He said He just could not believe</div>
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The daffodils won't bloom!</div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(130, 98, 83, 0.0898438); -webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.292969);"><br /></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(130, 98, 83, 0.0898438); -webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.292969);">This absurdity helped catch my breath</span></div>
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I quickly snapped to interject,</div>
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"Fuck the flowers! Fuck this place!"</div>
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& turned to flee with great hast!</div>
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This made Him chortle with much glee</div>
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He barked, "Silly, girl, you cannot leave! I know you've known this all along, The Cottage is [to] where your Soul belongs!" </div>
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I felt so angry I could cry</div>
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I hit my knees & pleaded: "WHY?!</div>
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I kicked You out so long ago! Don't speak to me as if You know!"</div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(130, 98, 83, 0.0898438); -webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.292969);">& this is where the story twists:</span></div>
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He dropped His grin & <span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(130, 98, 83, 0.0898438); -webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.292969);">stood up quick</span></div>
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Now, controlled by His brown eyes</div>
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Forced to hear His every lie:</div>
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"I know that we have been apart, But that's no excuse to neglect your heart, & that is why I'm here again, to protect you from yourself, My friend..."</div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(130, 98, 83, 0.0898438); -webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.292969);">& that's the moment I lost my mind</span></div>
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To hear Him call me "friend"</div>
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As if His love, I could deny!</div>
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(So, instead, I was forced to pretend)</div>
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But He already knew my tricks</div>
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We played this game before</div>
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All this time Our stubbornness</div>
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Is the very quality We adored! </div>
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So, while He tried to lecture me</div>
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I quickly stoked a match</div>
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I had laced The Cottage previously</div>
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& dropped it on a kerosine-soaked mat! </div>
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& as I laughed maniacally <br />
at the seconds we had left</div>
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To my surprise He grinned idly</div>
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As We slowly burned to death...</div>
</span>Jessie's Courthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04743707147668769798noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2234237013659352864.post-2658632494357248342012-08-22T07:16:00.000-07:002012-08-22T07:19:32.164-07:00Adamant <span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(130, 98, 83, 0.09375); -webkit-composition-frame-color: rgba(191, 107, 82, 0.496094); -webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.296875); -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; font-family: Noteworthy; font-size: 18px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 24px;">I have contemplated long & hard</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(130, 98, 83, 0.09375); -webkit-composition-frame-color: rgba(191, 107, 82, 0.496094); -webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.296875); -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; font-family: Noteworthy; font-size: 18px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 24px;">The many things I shouldn't</span></div>
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Of course, temptations could be barred</div>
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In my case, I knew They wouldn't! </div>
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For, I have Loved so many things</div>
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In a way that few can grasp</div>
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I attach myself obsessively</div>
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(As indicated in my past!)</div>
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& yet I often stumble on</div>
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A twisted-fleeting crux </div>
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Much like the breaking of a dawn</div>
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A grand, yet, abrupt influx</div>
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It seems that as the seasons change</div>
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They only vary in degree</div>
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& Just as quick as winter came</div>
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It degrades by intensity!</div>
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Therefore, be warned to stay away</div>
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If you cannot stand the blight! </div>
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You don't get to bask in the light of day</div>
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If you can't withstand the night! </div>
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Jessie's Courthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04743707147668769798noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2234237013659352864.post-2191011811980061892012-08-21T15:10:00.002-07:002012-08-21T15:10:23.395-07:00<span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(130, 98, 83, 0.09375); -webkit-composition-frame-color: rgba(191, 107, 82, 0.496094); -webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.296875); -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; font-family: Noteworthy; font-size: 18px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 24px;"><div>
The rudiments of love are vested deep within the soul. Like the bleeding sands of time, our feelings can't control--An aggregation of desire, filled by many things. The light that fuels our fire, embellishes our surroundings. </div>
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We shut our eyes but cannot sleep, </div>
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we hold our breath, </div>
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clinch our teeth. </div>
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We tremble at the slightest brush, our hearts awaken from this rush! & just when we expected the flame to yield, it torches the entire battlefield! </div>
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This leaves behind a humble scene, of ash, & smoke, & broken dreams... At which point only time can heal, but merely to form another battlefield?</div>
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I believe that we were made for more, that pain is something we should endure, that life is more than a half-filled glass, but A powerful teacher of poise & class! & I, for one, will never misplace the advantages of a lost-love fate! </div>
</span>Jessie's Courthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04743707147668769798noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2234237013659352864.post-79803507597520414192012-07-30T10:02:00.001-07:002012-07-30T10:02:47.233-07:00Woe Is Me<span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(130, 98, 83, 0.09375); -webkit-composition-frame-color: rgba(191, 107, 82, 0.496094); -webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.296875); -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; font-family: Noteworthy; font-size: 18px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 24px;">Don't be afraid to break my heart<div>
Stab me in the chest!</div>
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Twist the knife, watch me bleed</div>
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Make me gag for breath! </div>
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Tie me up, strain me down</div>
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Don't ever let me leave</div>
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The only way to tame my heart</div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(130, 98, 83, 0.0898438); -webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.292969);">Is to commit an atrocious deed! </span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(130, 98, 83, 0.0898438); -webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.292969);"><br /></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(130, 98, 83, 0.0898438); -webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.292969);">Don't make it quick, drag it out</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(130, 98, 83, 0.0898438); -webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.292969);">Make me struggle, hear me shout! </span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(130, 98, 83, 0.0898438); -webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.292969);">Make me beg, make it hurt</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(130, 98, 83, 0.0898438); -webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.292969);">Don't be afraid, do your worst! </span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(130, 98, 83, 0.0898438); -webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.292969);"><br /></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(130, 98, 83, 0.0898438); -webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.292969);">Cut off all my fingers & toes</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(130, 98, 83, 0.0898438); -webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.292969);">Then dismantle all my limbs</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(130, 98, 83, 0.0898438); -webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.292969);">Save all my vital organs</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(130, 98, 83, 0.0898438); -webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.292969);">Just to crush them in the end! </span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(130, 98, 83, 0.0898438); -webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.292969);"><br /></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(130, 98, 83, 0.0898438); -webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.292969);">I need a man who is unafraid</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(130, 98, 83, 0.0898438); -webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.292969);">To do these nasty things</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(130, 98, 83, 0.0898438); -webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.292969);">I need a man who's firm beliefs</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(130, 98, 83, 0.0898438); -webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.292969);">Take precedence over me! </span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(130, 98, 83, 0.0898438); -webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.292969);"><br /></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(130, 98, 83, 0.0898438); -webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.292969);">I need a man who understands </span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(130, 98, 83, 0.0898438); -webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.292969);">Just how to play the game</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(130, 98, 83, 0.0898438); -webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.292969);">For, the only way I can fall in love</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(130, 98, 83, 0.0898438); -webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.292969);">Is to feel tremendous pain! </span></div>
</span>Jessie's Courthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04743707147668769798noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2234237013659352864.post-25690473723238269492012-05-31T13:19:00.001-07:002012-06-06T15:00:31.399-07:00I could see right thru the fortress' walls, <br />
I knew what they enclaved <br />
Beaten by an ocean full <br />
of canary-yellow waves <br />
They glistened like the stars reflected <br />
from a moon-lit sky <br />
Scattered like a million diamonds, <br />
it's beauty; mesmerized <br />
Tho seaweed dark as Forrest green <br />
did fill the ocean floor <br />
Both translucent, & befuddling <br />
I could only wish to explore <br />
For I have never seen a castle <br />
rest in a sea of grime <br />
& with its image now engraved <br />
Forever in my mind! <br />
& tho it's walls we're callous; thick <br />
I thought it could still work <br />
If only I had persisted <br />
(Instead, I went berserk...) <br />
But is love not an incendiary? <br />
To those who've gone insane? <br />
& so it's best to resist the urge-- <br />
Your heart you must contain!Jessie's Courthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04743707147668769798noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2234237013659352864.post-84091564985020033422012-05-23T13:05:00.001-07:002012-05-25T12:48:44.900-07:00The CottageIt was definitely winter time as I trotted thru a foot of snow <br />
My eyes were locked onto the sky, my self-esteem was low <br />
& yet I made it thru the field, where daffodils once swayed <br />
The Cottage laid 100 yards before me in mid-day <br />
It's shutters had all fallen off, & only one remained <br />
It's door was busted, rusted--all swallowed in decay <br />
& yet I forced my entrance & stood in disarray <br />
(The fact of the matter is, I liked it better this way...) <br />
The arms of the rocking chair were worn down to the bone <br />
The pots & pans & tupperware were splashed around the home <br />
At least a home it used to be but that was long ago.... <br />
It seems it's one-time owner was knocked far from his thrown <br />
The windows were all busted out by rocks that laid the ground <br />
The frost had overtook the place by more than heaps & bounds <br />
It was obvious there'd been no visitors for more than many years <br />
The less than freezing temperatures had made this crystal clear <br />
& as I stood there shivering, thinking of the day <br />
When this sight that laid before me was filled with sun & play <br />
The Cottage was so perfectly constructed in this way <br />
Children had once filled the field where daffodils once swayed <br />
& now I had returned to complete my mission from the start <br />
The plan, unfolding perfectly--The destruction of my heart.Jessie's Courthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04743707147668769798noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2234237013659352864.post-44606262053361016882012-05-19T14:56:00.001-07:002012-05-22T09:24:16.503-07:00I Will Not RestYou talk of loneliness so frequent in your speech,<br />
You talk of loneliness as if it's company, you beseech.<br />
You say you search for light & truth<br />
Integrity--it grounds your roots<br />
You rarely talk but when you do,<br />
It's loneliness that torments you?<br />
It occurs to me that you are blind!<br />
I will not rest until you're mine!<br />
<br />
But wait...<br />
<br />
Your heart is one I've seen before<br />
So fragile & vacant at its core...<br />
I couldn't live with that bloodshed on my hands<br />
(Yet, that hasn't stopped me with any other man)<br />
But your's is one I will respect<br />
So, from the shadows I will protect!<br />
I'll be your angel in disguise<br />
No one will harm you; They'll be denied!<br />
<br />
A saddened day with us apart<br />
Tis better this way--to guard your heart!<br />
You are my God, my Love, One Soul!<br />
Do not fear, my Dear, you're never alone!Jessie's Courthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04743707147668769798noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2234237013659352864.post-16010361860340167952012-04-25T14:43:00.001-07:002012-04-25T14:43:59.504-07:00IGotJessie's Courthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04743707147668769798noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2234237013659352864.post-80055577903962237402012-03-22T08:31:00.003-07:002012-03-22T08:52:37.754-07:00A Rotating Black HoleI once was a beautiful neutron star<div>Gleaming so bright, you could see from afar</div><div>But then my star collapsed & died</div><div>& an astrophysical object derived...</div><div>It shredded my light & vacuumed me in</div><div>Never to be seen or heard from again</div><div>But as my flames began to ensue</div><div>I discovered the entities undeniable truth! </div><div>It appeared my light was being reflected from its core</div><div>Emitting a feeling I could not ignore</div><div>So, I relinquished my fears & spiraled down like a drain</div><div>Realizing that space/time can never be changed</div><div>Pass the first event horizon was the radius of no return</div><div>Where time stand still, lessons are sure to be learned</div><div>Because once I reached the tempestuous light</div><div>It repulsed me back with an inconvieble might!</div><div>I may never see the outside world again</div><div>But the grandeur of our love was worth it in the end</div><div>& so it must be:</div><div>Angular momentum, nonzero; uncharged</div><div>Is by far the greatest result of a dying neutron star</div>Jessie's Courthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04743707147668769798noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2234237013659352864.post-27090614095759281332012-02-27T19:12:00.001-08:002012-02-27T19:12:47.390-08:00Self-mutilationI think I'd like to pierce a vein<div>Watch it bleed & feel the pain</div><div>I think I'd like that very much</div><div>So much more than I lover's touch</div><div><br /></div><div>A lover's touch is unbeknownst to me</div><div>I know I'd rather watch me bleed </div><div>Pain is always been a friend of mine</div><div>Bc I'm certain it's the end of time</div><div style="font-family: Noteworthy; font-size: 18px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 24px; -webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.292969); -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(130, 98, 83, 0.0898438); -webkit-composition-frame-color: rgba(191, 107, 82, 0.496094); "><br /></div>Jessie's Courthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04743707147668769798noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2234237013659352864.post-75890194631689308312012-02-20T17:47:00.000-08:002012-08-23T10:24:37.511-07:00NonpartisanI'll tell you what I think today<br />
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Of this "soul-creator"</div>
<div>
I think that He's a selfish fool</div>
<div>
An arrogant dictator! </div>
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<div>
First, He forces us to live </div>
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Outside of our control</div>
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Watching as we propagate</div>
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The confines of this fishbowl</div>
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Then He says to worship Him</div>
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Or we all shall be condemned</div>
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To blindly kneel before His feet</div>
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His word, we must defend?</div>
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I tell you that does not remind</div>
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Me of a mighty being</div>
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For being so omnipotent</div>
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He's not very agreeing....</div>
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For, the only God I could love</div>
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Would never ask me to</div>
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He'd never force unto me</div>
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Things He, Himself, won't do...</div>
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He doesn't have to show His face</div>
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He does not seek conviction</div>
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He would not leave a mortal trace</div>
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No need for crucifixion </div>
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Now, I am not an atheist</div>
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Their arguments are lacking</div>
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But if there really is a God</div>
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Wherever He is, He's laughing! </div>
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Because no man can know His thoughts</div>
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They cannot speak for Him</div>
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So, to me, religion's just as lost</div>
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For, we all have been forsaken! </div>
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Now whether this God does exist</div>
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I'm afraid we'll never know</div>
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But Whoever created all of this</div>
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Did not do it on His own</div>
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So, before you believe a man-made God</div>
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I'd ask you to think twice</div>
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We do not need an eternity </div>
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To be appreciative of life!</div>
Jessie's Courthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04743707147668769798noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2234237013659352864.post-55243595201806584242012-01-25T13:48:00.000-08:002012-01-25T13:49:56.194-08:00The Way You LieThe sweetest sound I have ever heard<br />Was one that most would find quite absurd<br /><br />It was when I had found myself in a bind<br />By people who had found themselves undermined....<br /><br />They asked me right away to relinquish the truth<br />Something I was simply unable to do!<br /><br />& just before I admitted defeat<br />A man yelled out, "it wasn't her, it was me!"<br /><br />Now, I would NEVER ask one to fall on his sword<br />But by the way that he lied, I couldn't help but adore....<br /><br />His demeanor so steady, his voice, not even a squeak!<br />Such a selfless act followed by a beautiful technique<br /><br />So, yes, the truth is that I fell in love with a lie<br />& after all of this, it was love I'd deny...Jessie's Courthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04743707147668769798noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2234237013659352864.post-74220379864077638972012-01-25T10:57:00.000-08:002012-01-25T13:04:37.935-08:00Rest In Peace<div>**Dedicated to Ms. Pat James**</div><div><br /></div><div>As I watch the bright stars pierce thru the night's sky</div><div><br /></div><div>I find myself a little more than preoccupied...</div><div><br /></div><div>I think of death, & how to be</div><div><br /></div><div>A person depleted by their lost identity</div><div><br /></div><div>Making my death impossible to fear</div><div><br /></div><div>Despite how much my life is revered...</div><div><br /></div><div>It's confusing to deny the sanctions of fate</div><div><br /></div><div>To wish that time could somehow abdicate...</div><div><br /></div><div>I've died before, it wasn't enough</div><div><br /></div><div>The result is now my skin is TOO tough</div><div><br /></div><div>So, in the end My soul has learned this:</div><div><br /></div><div>Every death is sealed with a kiss... </div>Jessie's Courthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04743707147668769798noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2234237013659352864.post-25537336027651388082011-12-06T18:53:00.000-08:002011-12-06T18:56:56.183-08:00Tranquility<div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.296875); -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(175, 192, 227, 0.230469); -webkit-composition-frame- color:rgba(77, 128, 180, 0.230469);">When you feel your heart's about to explode</span></div><div>You mustn't ONLY bite your tongue</div><div>You have to reason with yourself</div><div>Take a deep breath & fill your lungs!</div><div><br /></div><div>It's ok to let the anger in</div><div>As long as you know from where</div><div>To feel the heat overtake your skin</div><div>& acknowledge that you actually care</div><div><br /></div><div>Because feelings are a constant fleet</div><div>I've learned to pay no mind</div><div>You'll never (again) find me off my feet!</div><div>Instead, I choose to always be kind!</div><div><br /></div><div>So reticule me all you want!</div><div>Please, I beg of you to try!</div><div>A calmness now controls my soul</div><div>Hence, I need chaos to feel alive!</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div style="font-family: Noteworthy; font-size: 18px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 24px; -webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.292969); -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(130, 98, 83, 0.0898438); -webkit-composition-frame-color: rgba(191, 107, 82, 0.496094); "><br /></div>Jessie's Courthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04743707147668769798noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2234237013659352864.post-50574121129087013402011-12-06T18:49:00.001-08:002011-12-06T18:49:38.914-08:00It was me<div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.296875); -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(175, 192, 227, 0.230469); -webkit-composition-frame-color: rgba(77, 128, 180, 0.230469); ">Everybody hates me</span></div><div><div>I can't say that I'm surprised </div><div>From the moment of conception </div><div>I was born to live a lie</div><div><br /></div><div>Like a curtain makes the shade</div><div>A veil to cover the eyes</div><div>The weight of liberty's chains</div><div>Is what I've always despised </div><div><br /></div>I knew my cards before they were dealt<div>The truth is I cheated myself</div><div>Thus, I'll proclaim in my final flee</div><div>It wasn't you, it was definitely me </div></div>Jessie's Courthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04743707147668769798noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2234237013659352864.post-46256130264979081882011-11-24T16:01:00.001-08:002011-11-28T13:21:41.483-08:00Lessons<div class="copy" style="padding-top: 10px; padding-right: 10px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 10px; "><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; ">A child strutted down a gray gravel lane</p><p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; ">That laid between a rose garden fenced frame</p><p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; ">The young boy ran his fingers thru the brush</p><p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; ">Filling the air with a strong floral musk</p><p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; ">Suddenly, he retracted his hand with a wince</p><p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; ">When it snagged some thorns on the rose garden fence</p><p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; ">He cried aloud as his fingers ran red</p><p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; ">The kind of yelp his mother did dread</p><p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; ">So she descended from the house which they lived</p><p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; ">To find her young son waist-deep in roses</p><p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; ">She pucked him from the garden with care</p><p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; ">& inquired in the first place, why he was in there</p><p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; ">He replied to his mother, he wanted it dead</p><p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; ">To kill the rose that had made him to bled</p><p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; ">She cleared her throat, smiled, then said,</p><p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; ">“My dearest child, do not be misled. Killing the rose won’t cure your bloodshed.”</p><p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; ">This made the boy cry even harder it seemed</p><p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; ">He already killed the rose in a vengeful fury</p><p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; ">His mother smoothed the tears from his cheeks</p><p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; ">Cleared her throat & again began to speak,</p><p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; ">“It’s ok to feel bad. It’s all apart of life. After all, what is happiness if not in contrast to strife?”</p></div><a href="http://jessiescourt.tumblr.com/post/9016498862/lessons"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><div class="footer for_permalink" style="background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: rgb(234, 234, 234); border-top-left-radius: 4px 4px; border-top-right-radius: 4px 4px; border-bottom-right-radius: 4px 4px; border-bottom-left-radius: 4px 4px; padding-top: 5px; padding-right: 10px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 10px; margin-top: 10px; "></div></span></a>Jessie's Courthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04743707147668769798noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2234237013659352864.post-6130923152616257402011-11-05T10:49:00.000-07:002011-11-05T14:12:23.557-07:00CrutchThere was an Old Man who was<br />labeled a scrooge.<br />One day he found his pride to be<br />a bit bruised.<br />Because for years the Old Man had walked<br />with a cane,<br />Always pointing his finger at<br />someone to blame.<br />When on this day he turned a corner<br />& fell,<br />To find without the cane, he could walk<br />Just as well!Jessie's Courthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04743707147668769798noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2234237013659352864.post-62317251960610345432011-11-04T19:47:00.000-07:002011-11-04T19:49:39.202-07:00A ShadowAn inseparable companion<br />Caused by the interception of light<br />A comparative darkness<br />That is crystal clear in hindsight<br />Like the soul dictates a person<br />A shadow’s bed is made<br />From dawn to dusk, its fate is thrust<br />into a merciless grave<br />For a shadow is dependent<br />On the laws of light<br />& It’s movement is restricted<br />To it’s suburbanite.<br />Its fleeting fate is understood<br />& yet it goes ignored<br />I wonder if the shadow could<br />End the misery it endures<br />Because as the day persists<br />Shadows continuously change<br />This lack of self must be felt<br />with a tremendous sense of pain<br />So as the shadow dwindles down<br />To the object it draws near<br />The entity becomes unbound<br />As night reclaims the hemisphere<br />Therefore, a life is worth the strife<br />The truth shall be unveiled<br />A shadow’s love for the night<br />Is one that will always prevailJessie's Courthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04743707147668769798noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2234237013659352864.post-49076524310876142422011-10-31T20:42:00.000-07:002011-10-31T20:51:04.337-07:00TouchedWhen you find this,<br />I hope you can say<br />That I have touched,<br />your heart in someway<br /><br />I know my actions,<br />do not contrive<br />The actual feelings,<br />I hold inside<br /><br />So let me clear the air once & for all<br />I love everything about this life<br />Despite the disasters soon to befallJessie's Courthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04743707147668769798noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2234237013659352864.post-21736174534062068852011-10-31T20:40:00.000-07:002011-10-31T20:41:03.785-07:00AwayIt's probably time to run again.<br /><br />How shall I plan my escape?<br /><br />By sea, train, or plane?<br /><br />All of which, a great topic for debate!<br /><br />I just need to be gone, away from here.<br /><br />Where the distance is near,<br /><br />& life is revered.Jessie's Courthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04743707147668769798noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2234237013659352864.post-48701982400078626062011-10-22T20:21:00.000-07:002011-10-22T20:22:00.697-07:00Thoughts at Night<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', HelveticaNeue, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; color: rgb(68, 68, 68); line-height: 19px; "><div class="post_title" style="outline-width: 0px; outline-style: none; outline-color: initial; font-size: 22px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 1.3; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-top: 0px !important; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; line-height: 19px; font-size: 14px; ">You left me at my weakest time</span></div><p style="outline-width: 0px; outline-style: none; outline-color: initial; margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 0px; ">How dare you think to call me; mine</p><p style="outline-width: 0px; outline-style: none; outline-color: initial; margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 0px; ">That time you beat me in the car</p><p style="outline-width: 0px; outline-style: none; outline-color: initial; margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 0px; ">Audacity to act like life is hard?</p><p style="outline-width: 0px; outline-style: none; outline-color: initial; margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 0px; ">Like I shouldn’t have jumped</p><p style="outline-width: 0px; outline-style: none; outline-color: initial; margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 0px; ">out the window</p><p style="outline-width: 0px; outline-style: none; outline-color: initial; margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 0px; ">What should I have done?</p><p style="outline-width: 0px; outline-style: none; outline-color: initial; margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 0px; ">Stayed with a joke?</p><p style="outline-width: 0px; outline-style: none; outline-color: initial; margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 0px; ">We were nothing, do not misblieve</p><p style="outline-width: 0px; outline-style: none; outline-color: initial; margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 0px; ">Life with me would have been misery!</p></span>Jessie's Courthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04743707147668769798noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2234237013659352864.post-31437133143275078932011-10-09T16:07:00.000-07:002011-10-09T16:08:52.051-07:00RunawayYou know I’m going to leave again<br />No matter how hard I try to stay<br />God bless the souls who take me back<br />…Fate is biologically engrained<br /><br />So, for your sake, I will stay away<br />A need for attachment is one I lack<br />I was born & bred to runaway<br />BUT! Never presume I don’t look back!Jessie's Courthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04743707147668769798noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2234237013659352864.post-88178437215902283982011-10-01T09:51:00.000-07:002011-10-01T09:52:29.649-07:00Give A Word...Haven’t you heard I’m a disappointment,<br />& that’s all I’ll ever be.<br />So, the best advice I can give to you<br />Is to stay away from me.Jessie's Courthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04743707147668769798noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2234237013659352864.post-46021882272313124822011-09-25T12:06:00.000-07:002011-09-25T12:07:57.943-07:00Elephant in the RoomThey brought a great big elephant<br />Indeed, they brought him everywhere<br />It is a massive elephant<br />& still nobody seems to care<br />For that reason, I inquired of this elephant<br />Because I simply could not ignore<br />I asked them why in the hell<br />Would they bring an elephant for?<br />An elephant is so obnoxious<br />It drives me up the wall<br />When people readily ignore it<br />Just because it’s against the lawJessie's Courthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04743707147668769798noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2234237013659352864.post-77498069433198497172011-09-08T12:27:00.001-07:002011-09-08T12:27:57.793-07:00Crossfire<div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'>A battlefield lies within<br/>Two sides that cannot win<br/>They placate to trickery<br/>Only few are able to see<br/>...It's embarrassing<br/><br/>Oh, please stop the fight<br/>How slant thou's sight<br/>Please, please!<br/>It's devouring me! <br/><br/>Trust me, it's not a choice<br/>Believe, I would rather rejoice<br/>Mercy, mercy!<br/>I beg of thee<br/>...such a travesty <br/><br/>It's over, give up, give up!<br/>Crossfire? For what?! For what?!<br/>Alas, my soul, remit, remit!<br/>Worst part? I cannot quit..<br/>...I hate this
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