Jake Shaw's Blog, page 94
December 4, 2016
Labels and War Pigeons: A Profile on Nadine Napashqwa
A personality profilewritten for Journalism, with the threat of it appearingin my college’s newspaper, about Nadine Napashqwa. She’s also a writer who’s stuff you can see at http://hellopoetry.com/Napashqwa/. We got to talk about what makes her tick, and of course there’s an artsy moral to it all aboutanyone each of us might consider to be an outsider. Get to know people! They’re cooler than you think.
Filed under: Article, Essay
December 3, 2016
Redshifted Telecom Pleiades
Redshifted Telecom Pleiades
Idle air nibbles with
Cold teeth at the warmth
Coming off of
Bodies wandering streets
Frosted telecom jungles
Canopy the intersections
And the skyline above
Shines through the wires
Red blinking alpine lightning
Rods warn aircraft of low
Altitude treetop masts as
Towerkilling Pleiades can
Orient the avians
To high-strung cables
Tangled wires like branches
Just above the sidewalks
Yet much further up
Stand these reaching masts
With blinking red tower
Lights at thei...
December 2, 2016
Cute and Innocent Speeders
Cute and Innocent Speeders
Two bags of money
Cookies door-to-door
Speeding by 5 miles per hour
Over the speed limit
What are their names?
The driver and passenger
With clear schedules?
A struggle lifted
Climate changed
Beneath an umbrella
Preservation of ideas
Big game reservations
Somewhat agree
Somewhat charitably
3 fives
8 ones
9 and 57 in change
Nickels and dimes
Quarters and
Pennies
Thank you Jessica and Ella
For believing in me enough
To give me that umbrella
And giving me charity
To ke...
November 30, 2016
November 29, 2016
Inspire
Inspire
A black room
With walls stacked
With books and televisions
With endless amounts of media
With overwhelming currents
Filed under: November Era (III)
November 26, 2016
Liberation
Liberation
We are all reincarnations of each other
In time, brahman exists in all of us at this particular point
We are all brahman, in this point of time, and we are all each other
We are all reincarnations of each other
I am you, and you are me
Shelled off by each other by individual souls,
Yet what lies beneath is the pure
Pure is in all of us
We are all pure
No one is pure
No one is different
I may die, and reincarnate into someone that may see a past life of me
I may die, and reincarnat...
November 25, 2016
Pursuit
Pursuit
From my car I saw soldiers
Run a stop sign
In a beat up offroad vehicle
Wildly firing their weaponry
At pursuing militant crazies
On the floorboard were paper cups
Emblazed with insignias of drive-throughs
And on the stereo was blasting
Western heavy metal radio
One sat on the window and aimed back
Another, the passenger, changing the track
Someone in the backseat having a snack
The driver cackling while under attack
Speeding uphill later on
As a tornado smashes through things
And sti...
November 24, 2016
Spoon Fed
Spoon Fed
Get coddled
Take a bite
Grip my wrist
As tight
As you can
While I pry
Your mouth open
And plunge it in
Filled with nurture
Against nature
No resisistance
Strong enough
To resist the pull
On your closed maw
Or push away the wrist
And disobey
Woo me
Don’t lose me
Keep resisting anyway
Because the spoon’s coming
Feel the cold silver
Wrack your teeth
Let the cold feed
Slide down your tongue
Choo choo
Here comes the train
End of line
Don’t disobey
Filed under: November Era (III)
31-Degree Pseudo Date
31-Degree Pseudo Date
It was cold that morning
When I picked you up
And I first saw you
Dressed for cold weather
When you stepped
Onto the porch
Locking up as
I watched and thought
My ribcage opened up
And relieved the tension
My jeep idling in
The driveway
Freezing with cold
When you open the door
The wasps have cold stingers
And number in the thousands
Smile on your face
Saying “hello”
Ready to go
To the diner
To sit and have
A pair of BLTs
With some soda
Before noon
Where we talked
About e...
November 23, 2016
Anthem
Anthem
Scent of pop radio music
An odor of warmth
A glazed façade
Behind display cases
Steam of milk
Behind a hardwood bar
And a shelf of machines
For coffee making
There’s bar taps and
Bottles of syrup
For dosing sunrise
To any neon highs
Booths under posters
Counters facing windows
Tumblers filled with
Special latte brews
Energy drinks and coffee
Addictive mixtures
Wicked tastes
Salted caramel
Delicious chemicals
Filed under: Images, October Era (III)
