by cjacks@cjacks.com | Jul 28, 2018 | Poetry
Maxfield Parish skies shine alive in bright light while cerulean and faded hues play out against a mediocre sky of pale blue. I look down to see the dirt, so dark, mud and washed out tan on this steel shovel, my sharpened spade. Hacking away through tears at yellowed...
by cjacks@cjacks.com | May 13, 2017 | Musing, Poetry
A Thank You Note to My Mom When I am sad, your tears share my pain. When I am happy, your joy echoes the same. In my mirrored eyes, I can see you there, reflected back at me. In many ways you are me as I am you and of this gift I strive be be worthy in what I do....
by cjacks@cjacks.com | Apr 7, 2017 | Poetry
It has been awhile since I’ve written a “poem.” I’ve done some lyrics for my band, Psychedelic Revival (check out Willow and Snakeskin and Whiskey) and done some writing here and there for a novel that’s been on the back burner for a...
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