Easter '13

it comes 'round with cherry blossoms
a naked young man impaled on a cross
eros and thanatos like sweat glands
blood dripping from his punctured side
and all the absurdity of rabbits and eggs
birth and death and uncomprehending ears
poking up to hear the hymns of sorrow sin
and loss and regain as if it is all one mad
dream with you pinching my nipples at
last at last opening your mouth to me
I thanatos and you eros dripping sensuality
more fragrance and smell filling me with you
as Jesus dies and doesn't die and flies away 
to the make-believe world of two billion dollar
Popes and capitalism being spelled
c-h-r-i-s-t-i-a-n-i-t-y
until the winter fires and burning heretics
leave us alone and we make our own
sweet bitter equinox

Jack ---Easter 13

Haiku on first seeing a photo of the Kamogawa

winter turns to spring

Kamogawa's waters go

as goes my ego




Jack Jameson 3/31/13

infection haiku

bronchitis grabs hold
stabs every breath emitting
spring sonata coughs

Abandonment Haiku

absence of touch aches
spoken words of love broken  
bones of spring kisses

No Blame

no blame
just pain
three years in vain
to make a song
you got it wrong
you based your facts
on heroes gone
joys on the road
joys of making 

you thought
we thought
we were the 
Beats
And the silver ring 
you flung away
with the necklace 
and the peyote

we were lovers
we were lost 
our ideals morphed
to jokes and laughter
disturbing dreams
and still there
is no song
just pain
no blame

Jack Jameson 3/13