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The Ballad of Davy Jones | Jim Bellamy

standing in the fathomless ocean, trying to find the davy dark,
u know the
depths of the endless oceans were darker than the ark,
and though the fish
were singing, nobody came around
to console the coastal choirboys, nor any
muse was drowned.

the diver said a sermon and the seamless waves sucked
up, and then was seen the sight of mister davy luck.
with umbrella underhand and a timepiece undershroud,
down, down, down came davy jones
the proud.

with umbrella underhand and a timepiece undershroud, down,
down, down came davy jones the proud.

the diver said a sermon and the seamless waves turned round, but nobody would scorn to see just how
drowning sounds, and down, down, down came davy jones the proud, and down,
down, down came davy jones the proud.

davy jones, davy jones, no man here
could break the stones, neither could the sun in space save us from the
human race. davy jones, davy jones, no man here could break the stones,
neither could the golden one save us from the river’s run
O time’s come to eat the burning sun?

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Gone?… | Jim Bellamy

January 27, 2024 / Best Poetry / 21st century poets, poetry website, relationship poems, song-like poems, word-driven poems / Leave a Comment

Gone, like a song that lingers on, wrong, the way is endless song. i was
lost inside the rain, i was lost before you came. gone, like a song that
lingers on.

strong was the place where we first met. wrong was the palace
of our debt. strong was the place where death grew long. gone, like a song
that lingers on. gone, like a chiming face of blood, strong as the breaker
of the bud.

when you came i was atoned, when you reigned, i was
alone. gone, like a song that lingers on, gone, like a song that lingers on.
like a serenade of wrongs, gone; like a mutiny of wrongs, gone; as the sun
that burns in the endless womb, as the wharven waters in the moon, as the
stretch of fire, as the furied face, as the semen dream in the gilded
case

gone, like a song that lingers on; gone, like a song that lingers
on. gone?!

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Anniversary | Jim Bellamy

November 12, 2023 / Best Poetry / 21st century poets, anniversary poems, decorous poems, mournful poems, song-like poems / Leave a Comment

Were we really rain that night
or did we
simply trade our words for clouds?
we were not seen
to dream of common storms
and, calmly,
as if it were wrong to scream,
gaped notes of Passion,
with skin set to war scrapes
and eyes
robed in chapel lashes

I believe our thunder was a lie
clapped
in certainties,
wailing over shadows of growth
but tending a jungle of drought…

We were never rain…
we could never have been…
but the madness of time burns deep in us
as this widow
hammers our veins…

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