Monthly Archives: December 2013

For Whiskey

I had to say goodbye today to my sweet calico cat. She was fifteen years old and succumbed to heart failure. This is for her:

As quiet as a whisper
death takes my old friend.
Her eyes beg for love
even until her end.
Tears fill my eyes
as I feel her pain.
Joy fills my heart
as I feel her love.

© 2013 Stephen Boothe


Rise

Rise

Rise
Tools used: Twisted Brush
© 2013 Stephen Boothe


Little Teeth

Angel face
with little teeth
gnaws at naïve hearts.

Dripping blood
paints a pretty smile
and sparkles in the eye.

Much too quick
love is consumed
and belly pleasure gorged.

Appetite
is now renewed.
On to fresh new love.

© 2013 Stephen Boothe


Death

Death plants light kisses
upon my brow
as I wander through
a life sodden
with winter rain.

An earthen pillow
and icy sheets
beckon through vision
blurred by sorrow
and unfound hope.

Where is thy arrow
o’ brazen imp
as I wander through
this loveless maze
of vicious tease?

Where is your promise
of love divine;
that everlasting,
unencumbered
song of pure bliss?

Was that but a lie
declared to those
of unsure purpose
to further yield
your darker aims

to those unsaved souls
who wish for life
with no true hunger
for all that comes
from love unbound?

Have I forsaken
all alliance
with humanity
to live alone
in death’s embrace?

Kiss me now Dark Prince
and take your chance
with this unsoiled soul.
That I may die
in your sweet clutch.

Else liberate me
to sing my song,
to live my life,
and leave me now
with one last kiss.

© 2013 Stephen Boothe


Downtown ArtWalk and Poetry Slam

ArtWalk

Yesterday, my town held their downtown ArtWalk. It is an event where local artist display their work around the town square along with interactive displays and music. There was also a Poetry Slam, which is of special interest to me.

Due to the cold weather, the temperatures were at or just below freezing all day, all the artists were moved indoor into various venues and establishments to make it a warmer event. Luckily, we didn’t get any precipitation to speak of so we didn’t have to deal with ice or snow.

Considering the cold, the turnout was better than I had expected. Living in my part of Texas, we don’t get a lot of cold weather and residents aren’t used to it. That said, a lot of locals came out for the fun.

ArtWalkAuctionMy son and I got there early as we both had volunteered to help with the event in setup and to assist the artists. It was a good opportunity for my son, both to volunteer but also to be exposed to the art and to the artists. In his usual day to day life, he doesn’t get the opportunity to do those things that often.

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It was a wonderful chance to see many of my friends who were exhibiting their work and to meet new friends and talk to them about their art.

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ArtWalkDace

After a couple of hours, the Poetry Slam was held in the Main Street Art Gallery which was a central point for all of the activities. Five poets read, including myself, and it was a nice mix of styles and performance. It is always interesting to me to not only hear what other poets have written but to see their performance styles. My hope is that as more of these events are held, more poets will come out to read.

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Every time I am given the opportunity to participate and experience these types of events, I see it as a positive sign that our town is moving in the direction I and many others would like to see. That of a varied and vibrant city with Arts, and Music, and Theater, and all the things that make like so beautiful!


Three Eyed Jack

She’s got a good heart
and she knows what she wants to do.
She’s got a good heart
and she knows what she wants to do.

She’s a three eyed jack
and she always cleans up when she’s through.

She stands outside
cause she wants to dance in the rain.
She stands outside
cause she wants to dance in the rain.

She don’t suffer no fools
cause she’s had her fair share of pain.

She sings when she is happy
and she cries whenever she is sad.
She sings when she is happy
and she cries whenever she is sad.

She’s a natural beauty
and she’s someone you can understand.

Break

She makes her own way
and she’s got a thing for the blues.
She makes her own way
and she’s got a thing for the blues.

She’s a magic earth mama
and she’s got nothing to lose.

She sings when she is happy
and she cries whenever she is sad.
She sings when she is happy
and she cries whenever she is sad.

She’s a natural beauty
and she’s someone you can understand.

© 2013 Stephen Boothe

This is a song I recently wrote about my oldest daughter. She is one of the bright stars in my life.


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