The Wine Was Good Poem by David Michael Jackson

deer grazing

I am a guy on the streets
smiling at the people
he meets

the wine was good

the wine was good

the food was good too
the tasting of it
left us wanting more wine
and oh
the wine was good

and the days flowed
like water wind and wine
and we loved and made love
and the love was good

the love was good

so let the water flow and the wind blow and the birds sing
of the days we left behind us like spider webs in a room

 

 

Sulfur poem by Janet Kuypers

Sulfur

Janet Kuypers

from the “ Periodic Table of Poetry” series

When I’ve always thought of Sulfur,
I thought of it’s caustic smell,
or the fact that it’s mixed with things
so its used to bleach paper,
or as a fixing agent
when making photography prints.
It’s been used for vulcanizing rubber,
and it has been used as a fertilizer;
I know they use it in compounds
to make anti-inflammatory drugs, too.
(I only know this because
I’ve had an allergic reaction
to taking sulfa drugs, giving me
a rash all over my body.)
But I know it’s needed for life
by many small organisms (and it’s
even needed for keeping human
skin and hair healthy).

Wait… So if us humans need it,
why am I allergic to it? I mean,
my hair’s not brittle, and my skin’s
not falling off… I really hope
that it’s just a matter of me having
just enough of this stuff, because
too much can be bad for me…

And the thing is, I had no idea
that Sulfur was also mentioned
in the Torah and in the Bible…
Historically it was even used
to make the best gunpowder,
and it was commonly used
in Ancient Greece, China and Egypt.

So I guess it makes sense
that if we have combined Sulfur
(though I really prefer to spell it
in Latin with a “ph” instead…)
with so many other things
for our needs in life right now,
that it would have been used
throughout history so much
that this element finds it’s way
into religious books
throughout history too…

First Painting by David Michael Jackson Ever Shown in Public

Dog Painting

September 18, 2012

Painting of Dog placed in

Moxie’s Window in Murfreesboro, Tennessee

twenty years after it was painted.

The day was unheralded and

three dogs would have been seen

walking by

but all dogs are no longer

free and must be walked

daily by

people who are not walking by Moxie

but

I

was.

Thank you Moxie

 

 

david michael jackson

I’m trying to come out of my shell. My little town has an Art Walk now and I’m showing some pieces for the first time. My images have been on the net since 1996. I have, however been in my shell.

 

 

 

david michael jackson

I Muttered Poem

he spoke
I held the phone away from my ear
will he ever stop
I brought the phone back
“Oh yeah”, I muttered
away went the phone
will he ever stop
I clicked the mouse
“You’re kidding”, I muttered
tiny mice grabbed my brain and
wrenched it
twisted it
I grimaced
I grimaced
My face contorted into
a tortured ogre
then I remembered
he’s my friend
and I’d be lost
without him.

david michael jackson September 21, 2012