2012 jaimey perham self published writings

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2012 Self Published Writings

By

Jaimey Perham


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Poetry (11 Poems)

By

Jaimey Perham


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Cold Windby Jaimey Perham

Wednesday, April 18, 2012Rated "PG" by the Author.

The ups and downs of relationships...

Cold WindJaimey Perham 04/18/2012

Need to let our love sweep away the cold, cold chilly

wind

Flow through the broken city in the dark black night

Hope we can still be peaceful friends despite our

mighty, mighty sins

Sorry to leave you girl waiting all alone in the cold

August wind


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Keen Understandingby Jaimey Perham

Tuesday, May 15, 2012Rated "PG13" by the Author.

Learning and understanding your place in the world...

Keen Understanding

Jaimey Perham 05/15/2012

Trying to learn the nature of things that enter myhead

Get back to my youth when emotions had meaning that

were said

Feels like I am walking on the moon drowning in a sea

of red

The days are getting shorter and the teacher is dead

Have a keen understanding of myself in this world

today

Lately I spend my hours crying and I try to find a

god to pray

Purge this evil from my body and my brain of decay

But my soul is experienced and my heart is warm as a

solar ray

Time to turn off the television people and let the

music speak


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Unplug from the internet for a while and talk cheek

to cheek

Walk in the forest of trees and sit on a rock near a

creak

The human spirit together is very strong, but alone

very weak

Sometimes words have meaning and other times just

fill the time

Aint it funny how they sink in and seem important

when they rhyme?

Life really is an amazing adventure folks and to love

is no crime

My stories always seem to take shape and become their

own on a dime

To write is to write no matter what is told

A poets dream no matter how old

Listen to yourself and let the rest unfold

Dont hold back the pain, or fear the cold

So I look out my window and I see more rain

This time however I smile and feel no pain

I am not empty or numb either just a shade of the

same

Balance, happy, sad, good, bad, and no one to blame


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Had a keen understanding today that came out of the

blue

And you know what as usual I could thank you

But maybe it was me this time that stirred the human

stew

It just feels nice to once again feel new


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Behind Closed Doorsby Jaimey Perham

Saturday, May 19, 2012Rated "R" by the Author.

How women control the hearts of men...

Behind Closed Doors


Secrets the seduction queen keeps in her purse behindclosed doors

I wait for her move, but instead I am pinned to the

concrete floor

I dont even know her name yet she knows all my lore

and gore

The steam is hottest at black night when I could feel

her colossal roar

She plays games with my heart until my fragile mind

and soul breaks apart

All I do is give her my love every night, but I get

it back in an empty cart

One of these days this woman will get stung by a

sharp steel thorn dart

But until then I will try my best to step into the

hectic city for a restart


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Her clandestine liar of fire stays secret for now in

the apartment of desire

What we all need in the building is something to getus much higher

But until the mystical drug store in the clouds

remains chained with liars

We all have to wait until the tropical storm puts out

the wires of fire


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Reality Shiftby Jaimey Perham

Tuesday, May 29, 2012Rated "PG" by the Author.

When someone you care about leaves you and is gone...

Reality Shift


Things just aint the same, since you took your magic

out of my life

I try to get on each day on my own, all alone in this

mansion of light

But the rooms are way too dark, and the flowers are

dead and not alive

You created a reality shift in my mind, where I just

cant happily live

Do you remember when we roamed the streets, in the

realm of other dimensions?

Played games when the sun went down, in the city of

tension

I burn incense at night waiting for you to return,

but there are no mentions

In the newspaper when the classified ads will close

and paid is the pension


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So I just wave to the empty windows in the quiet

house where no one comes

I do miss your eyes of desire that penetrated my soul

with so much fun

That smile on your face still tears me up inside with

warmth and some

Emotions of the heart where only the two of us shared

when words went mum

All I want to know is if you are okay wherever your

spirit is and you are

You are harder to reach than me, and that is saying a

lot when God calls

Somewhere in my being I hope we will see each other

again no matter how far

Across the globe our physical bodies occupy the space

matter short and tall

You created a reality shift that strange day and

night in my head

I will never forget that time when I sleep alone in

my empty bed

I might meet someone else, a lady of class wearing a

dress of red

Until then I will dance alone, but deep down I know

love is not dead


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Silent Starterby Jaimey Perham

Friday, June 01, 2012Rated "PG" by the Author.

The one who starts the ball rolling...

Silent Starter


When there is no creator, he arrives incognito

A flash in the night flying high, and sailing low

What once was absent, a cardboard box with a bow

Completing the puzzle, and leaves quick with the flow

They call him the silent starter because without him

no start

Before there was nothing, and now there is heart

Completing the circle so it does not crumble apart

The glue in the arm chair, changing the landscape to

art


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Without him on the battlefield the soldier has no

smoke

Riding down the freeway the custom motorcycle has nospoke

A dove in the sky among ravens a carriage in London

in cloak

A knife in the kitchen, a summer cottage in the

country with city folk

From generation to generation the legend passed downthe book

A time machine in the making, on the ship the

captains hook

Challenged by enemies who wanted to turn the clock a

nook

But the silent starter kept pushing, a reliable

steady cook

Others will copy, and that is fine with the matrix in

the machine

The ending is not written, the story not seen

Learn from his actions, and make your own engine

steam

We all have to thank the silent starter who continuesto gleam


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Downtown Alley Bluesby Jaimey Perham

Friday, June 01, 2012Rated "R" by the Author.

The last hours of a man's life...

Downtown Alley Blues


My woman leaves me for a rich man with a golden tooth

I walk down the alley past the rowdy ones drinking 100% proof

The downtown bar is overflowing with dresses and suits

Inside the patrons are dirty dancing under the mirror roof

I have the downtown alley blues and I am stuck in a telephone booth

I smell the roasted nuts and crispy pretzels in the city tonight

The film cinema is showing a romance picture and the line is tight

I find a muscle man and get in a bloody death fight

Just for looking at his girl with all my might

I have the downtown alley blues in the dark with no light

The church is empty and the priest is with his bible all alone

I wear a silver cross, and think about Christ as I enter his zone

The diner down the block is crowded with strangers not home

The waitress is pregnant, and the owner is crooked to the bone

I have the downtown alley blues on the narrow street I like to roam


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I enter the small city cemetery and visit the grave of my first wife

She died in a car hit by a drunk driver in a truck who carried a knife

I place a white rose on the grass and dirt and remembered her life

Down the gravel path I see a child with his mother and a flag in sight

I have the downtown alley blues as the grandfather clock hits midnight

Pass the pimps & prostitutes I stop in the Mexican market corner store

I buy non-alcohol chocolate milk in a bottle and two loosies not more

The fat foreign cigar smoking man with the gang tattoo yawns with bore

I leave & see a skinny hairless black cat with green eyes on the floor

I have the downtown alley blues as I take in the landscape urban noir

Musical Percussion plastic bucket sounds echoes off building bricks

In the city square the neon lights are bright & hot summer air thick

I grab a slice of pepperoni pizza from the Italian who looks very sick

I watch a yellow taxi cab pull over for a business man drone prick

I have the downtown alley blues that make me shake, quiver and tick

Half-naked runway model runs out of hotel followed by strange man

High school kid buys bag of dope from drug dealer with the fake tan

Homeless people sleep on the concrete side walk next to empty pans

Hippies hang outside the theater waiting for the ageless jam band

I have the downtown alley blues & think I am only one across the land


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I start to feel a pain in my heart and collapse to the ground

The ambulance arrives & the paramedic looks for the vein & it is found

The city hospital is crowded with angry patients in cheap cotton gowns

I am stretched out on the stiff gurney & prepped for the surgeon crown

I have the downtown alley blues & my screams are heard town to town

I die on the operating table and my soul leaves my dead body host

I finally become free from my prison of a mind and head to the coast

I sail next to the ships on the water with the different flag posts

I fire through the sky & head to the edge of the Universe that is most

I still have the downtown alley blues, but now I am a spirit ghost


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Waves of Perceptionby Jaimey Perham

Friday, June 01, 2012Rated "PG" by the Author.

A day dream...

Waves of Perception


Waves of perception stare back at me

I wait for an answer, but only get a key

I swim in the ocean with creatures of the sea

I walk in a forest and sit down near an oak tree

I look for love again, but only get a sore knee

I stay too long and have to pay a parking fee

I feel like a golf ball on a wooden tee

I write and write looking for a miracle that is free

Waves of perception continue to stare back at me


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Blue Beamby Jaimey Perham

Tuesday, July 24, 2012Rated "PG13" by the Author.

A teenager has an 'out of this world' encounter...

Blue BeamJaimey Perham 06/18/2012

I wait with the other zombies in a quiet sterile

waiting room

My parents sit across from me stricken with nervous

faces of doom

The bald head psychiatrist wearing a beard leads us

into his tomb

We sit on his sofa, and the doctors voice echoes

like a sonic boom

He wants to hear my story so I tell it with the pace

of a fire alarm

Its a crisp autumn night as I run to my house from

the Indiana farm

Have a quick dinner, go to my room, change, and

remove my lucky charm

I get into bed and drift off to space with happy

thoughts of non-harm


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Forcefully awaken from deep sleep Im temporally

blind by a blue beam

My body floats from my bed and drifts outside throughthe wall seam

I hover in the air and enter the spaceship

reminiscent of a bad dream

I find myself paralyzed lying on a metal slab in a

room with a gleam

Two grey aliens with large heads and black eyes lookdown on me

I try to move, I want to escape, but whatever I do I

cant break free

I see silver devices & beams of light enter my body

from head to knee

I pass out as the mother ship flies through space

like ships at sea

Awake I find myself in an empty white room feeling

kind of sore

I get up from the metal slab and stumble to the small

open door

I move through the tunnels and end up in a vast

library of yore

Then the two aliens from operating table enter & give

me a space tour


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Thanksgiving Grace 11-22-2012by Jaimey Perham

Wednesday, November 28, 2012Rated "G" by the Author.

Thanksgiving Grace 11-22-2012

Thanksgiving Grace 11-22-2012

Jaimey Perham11/22/2012

We should all be thankful on this Thanksgiving

Day that we all are able to be here together and

free at this table while bombs go off overseas.

Whatever your problem might be just know

someone out there is starving as you eat this

feast before you. Cherish whatever you have and

be grateful. Know tomorrow is another day, anew day for you to go out in the world and work

for that thing you might not have now, but where

in the future anything is possible to obtain those

goals when you are optimistic and patient in the

present. Accept change in your life, and let the

pass flow behind you. War trucks on, but peace

is stronger and always possible if you have love

in your heart. Have a good thanksgiving eachand every one of you and thank you god and

please protect all Americans and this great

country in these turbulent times. Until next year,

amen...


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Emotion Junkieby Jaimey Perham

Thursday, December 13, 2012Rated "R" by the Author.

People who feed off the emotions of others...

Emotion Junkie


Sucking on the sad joyful tears of a widow on

the street at a New Orleans funeral

Never missing a beat in the audience of a

stoned classic rock and roll band on stage

Obsessed with the news of the gun death of an

average citizen by a serial killer shooter

Crashing a party as a physic vampire and

draining the group of all its positive energy

Watching a movie 100 times just to lookout for

the actress with the tight dress on screen

Attending the fast car race just to feel the

engines roar through your heart and mind


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Committing oneself to a mental hospital healthy

just to feed off the psychotic patients

Running naked through the futbol field just tohear the cheers of the rowdy crowd

Stealing the purse of an old elderly woman and

getting chased by the beat cop

Drinking a bottle of whiskey at the local bar and

getting in a fight with the big bouncer

Standing out in the cold pouring rain wearing

only a Florida tee shirt and shorts

Breaking a priceless glass plate to see the

expression of the China shop owner

Cheating on an easy test in a crowded

classroom even though you have a perfect IQ

Attending a religious church service with Jesus

believers as a strict atheist

Telling off your boss in front of all your co-

workers at your shitty job on the waterfront

Eating at the most busy expensive restaurant &

walking out on the waiter without a dime

Yelling fire in a confined crowded space when

everything really is okay and fine


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Cheating on your spouse with their best friend

when your spouse is expected home

Just another emotion junkie looking for the nextsocial victim drug in the empathy horde


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Silent Christmas Visionby Jaimey Perham

Monday, December 17, 2012Rated "PG" by the Author.

Christmas thoughts...

Silent Christmas Vision


Soft snow slopping on top of sloping roof tops

Stomachs twisted and turned in tiny knots

Trees heavy and holy and hoping on hills very hot

Lights bright and out of sight in the right night

Full moon in tune past the camera zoom sonic boom

Glowing stars a far outside the car past the bar in a jar we saw

Santa busy and dizzy in a tizzy after a midnight fizzy

Elves all a giggle in a pickle to prickle the sickle

Milk and cookies wait on a plate like bait on a slate

Presents a round pound all abound with no frowns all-round town

A silent Christmas vision on this night of no decision in the misty

mission


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Short Stories (1 Short Story)

By

Jaimey Perham


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Subway Shoe ShinerBy Jaimey PerhamSaturday, August 11, 2012Rated "PG13" by the Author.

A subway shoe shine worker in New York City encounters his lost biological son at hisshoe shine stand...

Subway Shoe ShinerJaimey Perham 07/23/2012

In the end, everybody leaves.

The tired looking man with an aura of obscurity shined the black leather shoes of thebusinessman dipping a dirty rag in black wax rubbing the texture and repeating the process. The

man in the suit and tie handed the shiner a crisp twenty dollar bill and went on his way into thesea of busy commuters destined for some random nine to five job in a small cubicle.

Robert Montgomerys shop was in the subway terminal beneath Grand Central Station.Three large ripped stained leather chairs with a foot stand were contained in a square rectangle

resting on the edge cement wall. Inside ancient bottles of exquisite different shades of dark color

wax from around the world darted the crammed shop.

Bob was a man nearing the end of a long unforgiving career of shining shoes in the same

location for the same type of person for forty years. In reality it was also the end of life for Bob.Bob had terminal lung cancer from smoking three packs of cigarettes since his shop opened. The

anxiety and stress of the New York City overexcited his raw nerves that caused him to chain

smoke like a couple on their honeymoon stuck in their hotel room because of bad weather.

Bob lived alone in a Queens apartment 'where even ghosts dont travel.' Never married, a few

love interests here and there, but a real quiet solitary life of nonexistence he lived. For fun helistened to talk radio in his free time. He got to know the conservative personalities real well.

Apolitical he did not take sides. He just loved the barking dogs go at it night and day.

The day the extraordinary incident happened to Robert started off as any typical early

morning would down in the basement of the capitol island to the world. Robert got to workexactly on time to the second. You can rely on him as one would rely on their Swiss watch.

He had a couple of regular customers. Tony from the transportation center downtown,

John from the corporate bank, Billy from Wall Street all made their appearances. After he had asmall lull he decided to glace at the local New York paper. Wow, another one fell into the

subway track and got smothered by the orange line train down in Chinatown on the Grand street

platform. Must be another suicide he thought.


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When he looked up from his paper he saw he had a customer. The man strangely looked

like a younger version of him.

Good morning sir, said Robert.

The man got comfortable in the stiff chair.

Morning, the customer said.

The two made small talk for a while. Then the stranger said something that caught Bobsattention.

Yeah, Im looking for my real father. I think he works in New York.

Robert over the last forty years has got to know many people in the city. A lot of menhave stopped for a shoe shine at his shop. He might know him!

Bob asked for some information. The customer was twenty years old. His father wasaround sixty years old. He thought he lived in Queens, New York. He was a chain smoker. He

also owned a shoe shining shop and his name was Robert.

Bob stopped breathing for a few seconds.

When Robert was forty years old he met a woman from Connecticut. She caught Bobsattention. She was married, but they had an affair and the woman got pregnant. They decided she

would raise the child with her husband and tell the husband the baby was his. They agreed the

child would never know who their real dad was. Bob didnt even know if it was a boy or girl!

How do you know this entire information sir?

Not too long after my parents died I found a love letter from him in her things. The onlything I dont know is his last name.

Robert finished shinning the customers shoes, and said he hoped the man finds his

father. The man said thank you, and the customer went on his way.

A few months after their meeting at the subway shoe shine stand Robert Montgomery

died.

Roberts biological son never saw his father in person again. However, shortly after

Roberts death the son did receive a phone call from Roberts lawyer. Not only did the son findout that that friendly shoe shine man was his biological father, but the son also inherited his shoe

shine shop!

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