Jake Shaw's Blog, page 45
October 12, 2017
Skystitching
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Shot with a Canon EOS Digital Rebel XS; f/25; 1/4000; ISO-400; 27mm. 10/10/2017 1:27 PM.
Clouds were moving fast the other day. I saw the needle that threaded them.
Filed under: Images
Virgo Olympus – Rehashed
This one is the heavy hitter of 2014. THE poem of mine that was first ever published in something I didn’t put out, or was a part of putting out. Virgo Olympus. And it’s layered, and it’s angsty, and it’s broody, and it’s fucking perfect.
Virgo Olympus was the culmination of a lot of teenaged bullshit that got all wrapped up into a nice set of 21 stanzas. I wasn’t into drama, drugs, alcohol, skipping class, or any of that junk when I was in high school. Nothing too out of...
Idle Nowhere
Piloting all day
Through passes
And mountains
Dense woods
And hills
Giving way
To a plains
Where the grass
Is dead
Unless it follows
Flowing water
Couldn’t stop
At the edge
We had to tilt
Into the valley
Where valley people
Have so little
To do but build
Their own cities
Harvest their amnenities
Filed under: July Era (III)
October 11, 2017
Side Kicked Out – Journal 10/11/17
I’ll be adding “Endearing Sidekick” to the list of tropes I’ll certainly be avoiding. Boy, am I peeved. New Star Wars trailer, right, right? Fucking cool, right?
No! Fuck that Star Wars trailer! Everything was going just great until they did that thing that every slightly family friendly IP has to fucking do these days! They introduce an objectively cute, smaller character who’s sole purpose is to be just that. Cute and small. Fuck. They had to do it.
Let’s talk about this “porg” thing just a...
Zen Ana
Idea weapons
From legends of old
Slaying demons
Thinking they are so bold
This night is ensured
To grow as legends do
Telling the story
Of demons went through
Maybe I’ll be legendary
A star-writ story
Carved from enduring today
A threshold here
Defending you
Against a horde
Of demons I would
Do whatever
It could take
To become legend
Leaving stars in your sky
To become
Another footnote
In someone
Else’s book
At the bottom
Of a page
I’ll be an
Asterisk
To explain
What I did
And my name
What de...
October 10, 2017
Shoot the Sky – Journal 10/10/17
Had something happen to me today that totally caught me off guard.
So in one of my classes this quarter, my professor is making use of a Jackbox-style party game trivia thing maker. Basically, teacher makes a quiz, puts it online, everyone can connect to it on their phone and participate in a trivia game.
When you do this, you can choose a username. Among other humorous queries I could have started building tension with, I decided to simply use my twitter handle @jakethomasshaw. If you alread...
Photographer Six
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[Shot with a Canon EOS Digital Rebel XS; f/14; 1/400; 18mm. 7/22/17 8:36 PM.]
Paddling out
Leaning with
My kayak
Just want to be
In this place
That seems free
Just want to
Capture actuality
In this
Lake of glass
Before
It passes
It’s taken some time
Since the
Second shot
To arrive
But we have seen
Eden
Once more
Just want
To capture it
From its
Center
Because we don’t know
When next time is
But we’re here
Armed and aware
We look unto eden
Once more
Filed under: Images
October 9, 2017
Rainier from Pipeline
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Shot with a Canon EOS Digital Rebel XS; f/5.6; 1/640; ISO-400; 300mm. 10/8/17 6:30 PM.
Look to the mountains to see the yin/yang of change. Content and zen with the alterations.
Filed under: Images
Cirrusfury
Mountains cut clouds
When they sink
Threatening to spill
Rainflesh from shore
Like the world’s
Stiletto stabbing
Through the ribs of ether
Letting rain
A pacifying hurricane
And eye of tension
Where jagged summits
Cut deep
All around the thunderwall
Where the rainflesh wound
Harrows
Opening deeper
As the eye moves
Filed under: July Era (III)
October 8, 2017
Held Up A Ruin – Journal 10/8/17
Far beyond all I know is a me five years from now who has an idea of the world he’s in command of. Someone a far cry from who I am now.
Five years ago, I was going to San Gorgonio High School. Knowing I was going to move soon in December. December 2012, we made the journey from there to here in Cascadia.
Cold Cascadia. My home. Yet in nearly 11 days I will be back in the old country. A ruin. I wonder what advice I’d give 15 year old, unsure of this whole move me.
Before all the discoveries....
