-POET AND AUTHOR-
JAC WRIGHT
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Tension...
In the air between us
That half way out of my mouth
Words conglomerate
Heavy ones get swallowed
Light ones slip off my tongue
Like ice cubes off chopsticks,
I put away what I cannot handle
And pick up a fork
Fork after fork of empty conversation
Merry chatter,
This food is all spoilt!
Wonder what keeps that cage of ribs
So carefully shut.

Mention...
The heat to the waiter
Better not take off the sweater
Lest you hear
These wild horses loose inside my heart
The restaurant is filled now
With voices demanding to be served
Outside the glass pane
The world about its business is loud
I see two faint stars
Close together in the evening sky
With light years of silence...
Between them.


Jac Wright (1990)
Published by The Decanto Literary Magazine ​

Dinner For Two
Table for Two
Bubbles in the Air
Who wet this cake of soap?
I held it so firmly in my hand​
A moment ago​
And bathed in its fragrance,​
Now it wants to slip away​
Through my fingers​
Like time...​
Shall I grab it​
And hold it tight?​
​
Fool, see me escape your grip​
Faster than ever​
Never wanted to be a prisoner​
Even a prisoner of a love​
That grips too tight
Let me go my way​
I shall leave my fragrance behind​
To last for a while.​
​
Jac Wright (1995)​
Topsy Turvy
A Letter In Summer
While you are gone
The scent of the lawn
Pries open painted shut windows
And pulls at knobs
As if intent to get indoors

Rainbow memories
Flirt with my fingertips
Rustle blue letter leaves
Written, unsent
Blow them around the room
On a sudden whim

Outside red summer apples in the sun
Hang soft, seductive.
Jac Wrightt (1995)
Published by The Decanto Literary Magazine ​
Issue 65 (August 2013)
From the Dining Room Window
A streak of light across the wall
Lights James Dean's hollow gaze fixed on my pillow
That picture's going to fall off the wall and break my neck
If all this light, this light keeps pulling
No! wrap me safely in my darkness
Close that blind tighter, tighter

It must be the sun out there
The shadows in the room are softer by moonlight
And don't knock you down like this
When you stumble into them
There are only shadows in this room
Only shadows in my head
And I must have the right amount of darkness
To protect my posessions

Where are the sleeping pills?


Jac Wright
1996

Suicide
James Dean
I have drugged the evening sun
With a drop of poison in its tumbler
Its head falls onto the silver clouds
And into a deep slumber

Now I...
Am free from the world's incisive eye
Free to let my thoughts fly
Out to you, let the evening sky
Blush a deep red hue at them, I
Do not mind, 'tis the time
Of day that ancient passions claim the mind
And the gods are kind with the crimes
Of fools in love, deaf, dumb, and blind
​

Jac Wright (1992)
Published by The Decanto Literary Magazine ​
Issue 65 (August 2013)

Forbidden
New Day Yesterday
I freeze...
And squeeze the fingernails against my palm
Remain a little dead yet strangely calm
I feel the blood go dry and freeze inside my veins
An abrasive frost, scraping my insides, oh the pain's
Blissful, for I no longer feel the sheer
Sting of your words in my ear

I burn...
As blood and tears to acid turn
From the glance of doubt, cold unconcern
My heart corrodes, my lungs dissolve
Trying to keep alive a broken love
The fire that sparkled in your eyes
Just yesterday has turned to ice


Jac Wright
2002

The End In Sight
Weeping Woman
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