As Noble As the Song I Sing | Poem

Well it’s here again
the winter through a window,
The cat in the window,
the birds outside,
the man in the chair beside the window,
the hope of spring far away.

He glances like a metaphor

An Egyptian cat who was a God
and the man in the chair
who is not.

Oh where am my going?
Nowhere have I been,
aware is the song I sing.

Nihilism doesn’t matter
more than the song
and the wind is really in the trees
and not there at all.

the cliché is the metaphor
and the metaphor, the cliché
Her countenance was noble
as noble as the wind
as noble as the song I sing

………..David Michael Jackson…..1/25/2019

The Showdown | Poem by David Michael Jackson

Start writing
don’t look up
feel the click of the keys
Remembering her thumbs
moving like magic on the phone
the screen flashing here and there
so fast
standing there amazed,
Tombstone Poet Standing in the Street
waiting for the showdown,
former whittler and tobacco hand,
stood amazed, cliche’d from the past,
“You sure can work that thing, and you aren’t even looking!”
“You have to message under the desk at school.”

Stone Age Poet, Tombstone Cowboy Poet,
you type your words so slowly above the desk,
Your horse is old and those stones that are your words
tumble down the side of your mountain
to the showdown

Artvilla Turns Twenty is 20!
We have:
1551 files and 1226 directories. Some of those directories have thousands of files.
We are have published 2000-3000 pages in our blogs.
We have 530 mp3 files of original music in our mp3 directory and it has 34 directories with 10-50 mp3’s
Our total number of original mp3 files is well over 1000.
We’ve been on the internet since 1998. This is our 20th year.
Our website is almost too big to move.
Thank to everyone who made that possible.

Happy Holidays as the New Year brings 21 years of being the first blog.

Poem “The Fire” by David Michael Jackson was the first poem published at Artvilla.

Reading by Chris Carmichael…..Music by AmJaz

Janet Kuypers’ “Under My Skin” 8/23/17 poetry feature @ Chicago’s In One Ear

Janet Kuypers’ “Under My Skin” 8/23/17 poetry feature @ Chicago’s In One Ear

    Chicago poet and Austin resident Janet Kuypers returned to Chicago for a week in August to coincide with the August 21st total eclipse of the sun (where she traveled to southern Illinois to photograph the event). During her stay she was honored with the opportunity to perform her feature show “Under My Skin” for In One Ear (at the bar next to the Heartland Café, 7000 N. Glenwood, Chicago, IL 60626) Wednesday, August 23rd 2017.

    Because Janet Kuypers knew she was coming back to Chicago the week of the total eclipse of the sun (and because she had no book releases of her poetry for years, ever since she moved to Austin), Janet Kuypers was thrilled that Scars Publications was able to release the first printing (from a U.S. printer) of two new books of hers, of poetry she had written while living in Austin, “(pheromemes) 2015-2017 poems” and “(pheromemes) 2015-2017 show poems” (the second book of poems she wrote for features she has had in Austin). Since her return from this trip, Scars Publications has also released the second printing of “(pheromemes) 2015-2017 poems” and “(pheromemes) 2015-2017 show poems” (from an Amazon affiliated printer, with sales from printers in the U.S., the U.K. and all of Europe). Though in the begging of her feature she read her poem about the total solar eclipse that she wrote 12 hours after witnessing and photographing it, everything she otherwise read in her show was from these two books, and she also sold proof copies to audience members after the show.

    Janet Kuypers was also photographed during the live Chicago show, so people can still view the album of 20 photos live 8/23/17. Before the show started, Janet Kuypers also handed out select print copies of the Scars Publications chapbook “Under My Skin”. The chapbook is also available online anytime for viewing or download.

Read the poems from the feature “Under My Skin” (as well as poems performed during the open mic before the feature):

Protecting Peace can Put you in Prison”,
Quivering against the Invading Enemy”,
The Truth Is Out There”,
x-raying metal under my skin”,
X-rays and broken hearts”,
unique noise”,
erasure poem: A Poetic History”,
Just One Book”,
and “Returning to Georgetown)

Junebug Poem by David Michael Jackson

He sang his song and walked along
to the brightly lit shores and brought
fish and berries in a bucket home.
Junebug, junebug you don’t get a break
so you hide behind the blackberry and wait
As he pauses beside the gate,
for the berries to take.

She sang her song and walked along
to the brightly lit stores and brought
shiny ribbons and baskets home.
Junebug, junebug you can’t get a break
so you hide behind the blackberry and wait
to surprise her with your song
as she approaches the gate

Junebug, junebug you don’t get a break
for love comes by choice or happen stance
you bring your surprise along
or leave our lovers meeting, to chance.

For Darcy by Jim Dunlap | Poem

My heart aches when I think of you;
neither my lover, nor girlfriend, nor wife,
just a good friend, exceptional and true.
I’d never set eyes on you once in my life.
If there’s a God, I’m sure we’ll meet someday;
those mischievous eyes will sparkle and dance.
We’ll laugh, cry, sing and talk the night away.
We’ll not be distracted by circumstance;
Life is too short, but we struggle along.
There must be a reason we’re stranded here
Bob Dylan could likely say it in song.
The boat of dreams drifts though I steer.
It’s as though Fate’s strong inclination
Brings us at last to the same destination,