Sestina: For Chad and Jenny
By: J. L. Carey Jr.
Beneath the arms of Libra’s stars
We sat nestled by the bon fire,
His hand intertwined with hers,
Her warm eyes dancing with the coals,
Two portals to the heart of Venus
And he was traveling within them,
Carrying the colors through them,
A little prince amongst the stars,
He delivered his flag to Venus,
Dove into her surface fire
To drive his staff into the glowing coals,
Then stood and claimed that he was hers.
But, she always knew that he was hers.
There had ever been a spark between them,
These two bottles fusing in the hot coals
That burned like the breath of a million stars.
Two coils of yellow to mirror the fire
Blazing on the breast of Venus.
I felt the pleasant pressure of Venus,
Of their dog lying against my leg and hers.
I understood his gravity to her, to the fire,
Understood that countless others before them,
Or me, or the dog had sat below these stars
And stoked these red white pulsing coals.
But, now it was our turn for the coals,
Our turn to linger near the heart of Venus,
To balance in the arms of Libra’s stars.
It was as much mine as his or hers,
This circle that we formed as I watched them
Float like embers from the fire,
Drifting on the air, seeds of fire,
Children of the scintillating coals.
I made a silent wish on them,
Caught a wink in the dark from Venus
And new that night the hands of fate were hers
While a million eyes gazed like stars.
Lookers of a past fire, servants of the goddess Venus,
Keepers of coals, they knew this love was his and hers,
Passed it on to them, then, took their place in the stars.
Sestina: For Chad and Jenny
To view the poem Sestina: For Chad and Jenny, please click on the link.
http://brokencogmedia.blogspot.com/2009/01/sestina-for-chad-and-jenny.html
http://www.associatedcontent.comaudio/6636/sestina_for_chad_and_jenny.html
Sunday, January 25, 2009
Wednesday, December 17, 2008
Estranged Union
http://contemporaryhaibunonline.com/pages44/Carey-Estranged.html
Estranged Union is a Haibun I had published in the December 2008 issue of Contemporary Haibun Online. The online journal is full of great prose and haiku poetry. It is definitely worth checking out.
Estranged Union is a Haibun I had published in the December 2008 issue of Contemporary Haibun Online. The online journal is full of great prose and haiku poetry. It is definitely worth checking out.
Tuesday, November 25, 2008
A Ghazal For Christmas
www.associatedcontent.com/article/1229942/christmas_poem_a_ghazal_for_christmas.html
Check out the Christmas poem recently published in Associated Content.
Check out the Christmas poem recently published in Associated Content.
Saturday, November 15, 2008
Filling in Swift

http://www.authspot.com/Short-Stories/Filling-in-Swift.339357
Filling in Swift
by J L Carey Jr
Short Fiction. A mafia hit man has been shot and now finds himself in the hospital being interrogated by two officers. In a twist of events though the story unfolds to reveal who the true interrogator was and the lengths a man will go to exact a revenge.
Filling in Swift
by J L Carey Jr
Short Fiction. A mafia hit man has been shot and now finds himself in the hospital being interrogated by two officers. In a twist of events though the story unfolds to reveal who the true interrogator was and the lengths a man will go to exact a revenge.
Saturday, August 23, 2008
Thursday, August 7, 2008
Wednesday, July 23, 2008
Wednesday, June 18, 2008
Schadenfreude
Schadenfreude
We can feel sorry for Martin Luther, for
Bobby and Jack and the numberless mourners
Who agonized at the hand of their demise.
There is pity for the duped martyr, for the
Ignorant squirrel or the imbecile dog
Who die their commonly deaths on the roadside,
But we feel no remorse for the big three, who,
While laughing, choke on the fat they render. No,
We grin instead and fix their piano box.
We can feel sorry for Martin Luther, for
Bobby and Jack and the numberless mourners
Who agonized at the hand of their demise.
There is pity for the duped martyr, for the
Ignorant squirrel or the imbecile dog
Who die their commonly deaths on the roadside,
But we feel no remorse for the big three, who,
While laughing, choke on the fat they render. No,
We grin instead and fix their piano box.
Monday, May 5, 2008
Thursday, April 24, 2008
add Verse, a new blog for poetry
Hello. Today I launched a new blog for poetry called add Verse. The blog was designed for compiling some of my favorite poems and poets as well as to allow others to share their favorite works also. I am hoping that it allows for some discussion of these works as well as a place where people may go to find or discover interesting poems and poets.
The first poem is by Edna St. Vincent Millay and is titled Passer Mortuus Est. It was from a collection I recently read titled Selected Poems the Centenary Edition. It is a short and enjoyable poem by Americas first woman Pulitzer Prize winner. I hope you enjoy the poem and the site and look forward to any posts.
http://addverse-monkeywrench.blogspot.com/
The first poem is by Edna St. Vincent Millay and is titled Passer Mortuus Est. It was from a collection I recently read titled Selected Poems the Centenary Edition. It is a short and enjoyable poem by Americas first woman Pulitzer Prize winner. I hope you enjoy the poem and the site and look forward to any posts.

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