David Michael Jackson Poems

Homemade Loving

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Homemade Loving

by David Michael Jackson

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G
No more talking about leaving
……. C                 G
I’ve got a better idea
……………C
We got homegrown living
G
Hometown cooking
………..D7                             G
And homemade loving right here

Chorus
C                G
Homemade lovin’
D7               G
homegrown lovin’
…….D7                            G
It doesn’t get better than this
C                 G
Homemade lovin’
D7               G
homegrown lovin’
D7                            G
It’s the best that there is

G
D7           G
No more leaving without  talking
C                             G
I’ll put a bug in your ear
…………….C
We got homemade cooking
G
hometown living
……….D7                             G
and homegrown lovin’ right here

Chorus
C                G
Homemade lovin’
D7               G
homegrown lovin’
…..D7                            G
It doesn’t get better than this
C                 G
Homemade lovin’
D7               G
homegrown lovin’
D7                            G
It’s the best that there is

………C                         G
And home is where the heart is
D7                           G
Home is where the heart is
…….D7                            G
It doesn’t get better than this

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The Fool Returns to Rhyme Poem

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What an idiot

what a fool

what a perfect

perfect tool

What a sunrise

and sunset

It’s going to rain all night I bet

Once again the fool returns to rail

to roll the train of thought

to jail

Once again the tool is worn

until the metal’s scorn

returns to cut another time

and the fool returns to rhyme.

 

david michael jackson   july 8, 2012  my mother’s birthday

 

Here For Now Poem

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here for now

here for now

 

the brush of an arm

the feeling of being there

If I could bottle that

 

the brush of an arm

the touch

ah

the poems in the night

lead to

nowhere

but

here

thinking of

there

and arms

here for now

then

nowhere

Will the universe still exist

without you?

 

 

Sleeping Poem

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It’s Too Late For Sleeping

It’s too late for sleeping
and it’s too early to rise.
It’s your love that’s keeping
me up all night.

And it’s too early to wake you
with the morning sunlight
and there’s no need
for crying all night.

Yes it’s too late for sleeping
and it’s too early to rise.
I’m lying here thinking
of your pretty eyes.

I’ve waited too long to hold you.
Too long since last night
and just like I told you
We got it right this time.

Yes it’s too late for sleeping
and it’s too early to rise.
I’m lying here a dreaming
of your pretty eyes.

 

I’ve written a lot of love songs. This one is from a memory, a good memory.

Thank you for listening.

 

Thanks to Andy Derryberry for his excellent lead guitar.

 

david michael jackson  July 6,2012 2012   editors@artvilla.com    send sleep

 

What Is This Poem

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The if only poem
and the why me poem
always lead to the nobody cares poem
so I’ll just put on my shoes and
play some music,
look out the window at the clouds.

We have discouraged our last poet.

What is this?

Is it a cloud?

Is it a waterfall?

Is it a dream of holding her again?

I started to write this poem,

it was so clever

then memory

crept in

and held me silent

in her arms.

 

What is there?

 

A golden sunlit day

quietly

waiting for me to

peek

outside.

 

What is stopping me?

 

If only,

why me,

and nobody cares.

 

 

 

david michael jackson   july 1, 2012    send rain