Author Archives: jackpelham

There is a certain art To saying But one thing In a poem.  

Yesterday and I broke up. I do not care to see her again. I loved her for years but she Never loved me back. She is not the one for me. Now I am seeing Today– Learning her smile, Memorizing … Continue reading →

I believe in Spring!

Nostalgia Makes promises He cannot keep. He is a liar And I don’t Like him Anymore.   ———————- Note:  Boy, could I write a book about this one?!  Having spent the early part of my life looking more often backward … Continue reading →

Humility Fits me funny— Like a suit I would not have Picked out for myself. But I trust my tailor.   ———————————— Note:  I have certainly progressed over the years since I penned this thought.  I do not find it … Continue reading →

There is a difference between Hopelessness and Despair.  

In all these dreams– The countless nights of These fifteen years– I have not once dreamt of you. That must say more about my heart Than the sum of all my deliberate thoughts. Change me, I pray, To long for … Continue reading →

In the midst of all this confusion there is in me a small hope that its resolution will leave me a simpler man than I have ever been. But it is yet hard to believe it could be so.

Do steals time from be and life is not so good. Be calms do and leaves him fulfilled.

Peace came home today. Life is horrible without him. Should he go away again, I hope he will not stay gone so long.   ———————————- Note:  This was written during an extended time of depression, during which I struggled often … Continue reading →