Jul 2021 – Page 2 – The Daily Writing of Jackie Wright

Wasteland

21. Jul, 202121. Jul, 2021 jackiewrightauthorLeave a comment

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I promise myself water, I promise myself air.

Each evening I repeat these pledges.

Each morning I choose a new war to declare.

It would have been fine if I were not rough around the edges.

But the water tastes like wine

And there are vines in my hair…

I capitulate, I give in whenever desire speaks.

How could I ever fight it?

Self-sabotage fills all my empty needs.

I swim in dead violets.

One can live in the wasteland, baby, but not for free.

All stays crooked even when I rewrite it,

All stays perished no matter how many times I plant seeds.

-JW

The Night Screamed

20. Jul, 202120. Jul, 2021 jackiewrightauthorLeave a comment

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The road beneath my boots is everlasting.

It trembles as I rush,

Melting like it’s made of plastic.

The thunderclouds are stealing my breath.

Lightning erases my thoughts,

Taking all that I have left.

And the dust settles but not for too long.

The particles resonate,

They carry a dying song.

I stand in the middle. I am out of excuses.

The night screams like a banshee,

Killing my muses.

-JW

The Very Last Dance

19. Jul, 202119. Jul, 2021 jackiewrightauthorLeave a comment

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With nothing left to lose in my pockets

I say goodbye to our white picket fence.

One day you will remember to lock it

Instead of fixing wounds with empty amends.

The road never gives up its sources.

It has been a long time coming, my love.

You warned me about devious forces

But this path seems to fit me like a glove.

When I was longing for some affection,

You said moments can last a long time.

Our tension fell apart like a lost connection,

It started itching like a dirty crime.

So, I took it upon myself to fix the wires.

The winds never agreed with my grand plans.

Now I say goodbye to our forest fires

As guilt and I have the very last dance.

-JW

Flooded Fields

18. Jul, 202118. Jul, 2021 jackiewrightauthorLeave a comment

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Don’t leave before breaking the last promise.

I looked at you for peace,

I looked at you for solace,

But you gave the truth away with such ease,

Making me wonder whether you were always this lawless.

Don’t leave before breaking my last bone.

I prayed to gods and fiends,

I prayed that they send you home.

But at the end I was alone in your flooded fields,

Sinking in your blame, choking on the boiling foam,

Out of ammunition and shields.

-JW

Saturday

17. Jul, 202117. Jul, 2021 jackiewrightauthorLeave a comment

Another Saturday morning suffocates me with its glee.

The sheets strangle my sleep,

Begging me to finally break free.

My head aches as I struggle to let light into my home.

Some try to reach me via telephone

But they know I prefer to face this alone.

Sounds fold and unfold, they knock on my bedroom door.

I land on the hardwood floor,

Hoping fate is keeping score.

There must be a way to leave these linen walls behind.

Yet, the meaning is always difficult to find,

Living in the bomb shelter of your mind.

-JW

The Chaos I Rain

16. Jul, 202116. Jul, 2021 jackiewrightauthorLeave a comment

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I scream at the gods, but they laugh as I trip over my two left feet.

No one is as good as me at admitting their own defeat.

Even when I stand up for a second or a moment more,

Fate crushes my modest medallions in the heavy mahogany door.

I swear I once ran ahead of destinies and all the lives to come.

My foolish demeanor turned the milky dreams in plain rum.

The light is temporary, but my soul is a bright red warning.

And if the chaos I rain is not for you, turn away, darling.

-JW

The Line

15. Jul, 202115. Jul, 2021 jackiewrightauthorLeave a comment

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In the dawn your brown eyes seem fleeting and bleak.

I scare myself with the words I speak.

You, only you, deserve the truth more than the others.

For you I betray my oldest friends and closest brothers.

My neck bends the way you breathe.

Still, I refuse to agree when they howl as I speak.

You wrap around me like the greenest vine.

We agreed years ago that for you I will cross the line.

-JW

Meet Me At The End

14. Jul, 202114. Jul, 2021 jackiewrightauthorLeave a comment

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I stood on the edge of an epiphany,

Trying to choose between a peace of mind

And my own serenity.

But I swore to give it all for my kind,

Swore to swallow the burning jealousy.

I swung my foot over the emptiness.

You told me to hold back.

No, I do not sell my selfishness.

You do not own whatever I lack.

Meet me at the end of this precipice

So we can fall towards the soothing black.

-JW

Note #834

13. Jul, 202112. Jul, 2021 jackiewrightauthorLeave a comment

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The night covers my honesty in dim lies.

It is just you and me beneath late October sky.

The moon drips silver in your empty cup.

I reach for the light, but I am out of luck.

And you dance through the grey branches,

Shuffling the particles into avalanches.

It is a perfect storm with us in the middle.

I try to entangle the story

But each part is a new riddle.

-JW

Their King

12. Jul, 202112. Jul, 2021 jackiewrightauthorLeave a comment

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Excuse me as I become a bad example.

They tried to fit me into a mold,

They tried to make me into a sample.

But I questioned everything I was told,

And for that I was called sinister.

The status quo laughed at me,

Tried to heal me with their best ministers.

They turned my name into a legacy.

Accidentally, completely unprovoked

I became the very thing

Most were told to behold.

My weakness became their king.

-JW