I Shot A Horse Today Growing up on a horse farm, you eventually have to deal with the traumatic event of having to put down a lame horse. It is one of the worst feelings in the world. I shot a horse today you see,Not done with grace or even dignity;A broken leg will doom... Continue Reading →

The Echo In My Eyes The Voice I hear, that is drawing me near,Lying at night, I am so alone full of fear,Of who I was but am now and nothing more; The one voice that I had never heard before,A deepening shiver and longing of who is he.Finding that one thing that makes it... Continue Reading →

The Raven Too

One morning that came upon me early,
I was awoken abruptly and feeling surly,
To the sound of an unrelenting rapping;
That soon turned into a constant tapping,
No sound but rap tap tap - and nothing more,
At then what I thought was my bedroom door.


Home

I started writing this poem years ago, but left it half written and couldn’t bring myself to finish it, mostly because I didn’t know how it was going to end. Today I did… Sitting here in this airport just look at me,In a wheelchair bandaged I can hardly see;My long journey home I travel reluctantly,All... Continue Reading →

Look At Mine

Look At MineBy Jackie HemingwayWeariness comes, darkness fills every thought,No one seems to care, life it matters naught;Nighttime dances all around, pain is all that’s found,Still a chance for you to cope, peace for you to be bound.No more secrets kept, no more blood to let,No more worries do you need to fret;Someone is there... Continue Reading →

Lost Generation

Lost Generation By Jackie Hemingway Every time we have to say goodbye,I fear a tear will come to my eye;Never materializing and I wonder why,Away we go along the by and by.Knowing it is just a matter of time,Our moments shared rise up sublime;My ears refuse to hear the chime,The hour of adieu is such... Continue Reading →

Just To Be Alive

Just To Be AliveBy Jackie Hemingway Life’s been tough ya don’t know what to do,No answers gonna come to help pull you through,So you close your eyes, hope it all goes away; Can’t keep all the clouds from turnin’ dark gray,Life’s here to stay, ain’t gonna change for ya anyway.So you turn to something gonna... Continue Reading →

Where The Winds Blow

Where The Winds BlowBy Jackie Hemingway Taming the winds not so easily,Wherever it wants so ceaselessly;Come and go the whole day long,Kisses your ear like a favorite song.Corralled by life that holds a firm grip,Never uttering a word not even a quip;Just each day in and another one out,Freedom gone lacking to make you shout.Where... Continue Reading →

Izador

The first time I glanced at her I saw the sun rise in her eyes, My naked exposure my heart was so desperate to disguise; The last time I saw her we were miles from where we met, The slow undoing of our love is what I would always regret. She could tell our story... Continue Reading →

The Artist’s Call

What does it take for someone to be, A painter of things only they can see; No training is required just an artistic bent, But paint on canvas won’t always pay the rent. At first the ideas come easy and your brush it does flow, Do you want to paint like Picasso or like Vincent... Continue Reading →

Jennifer’s Cheer

The following was excerpted and rewritten from a conversation between Jackie Hemingway and artist Jennifer Dunham on paying your dues as an artist.No artist ever worth a damn painted one painting and became rich and famous.Even if it is hard to do so, try to look at it this way — the starving artist helps... Continue Reading →

Jacqueline Lee

When oft I set my mind to ponder, Upon the loveliest things I let it wander; Through the gentle and pleasing memory, Come circling back to visit with me. Oh, how nothing I’ve known can ever compare, To the love I embraced and longed to share; With my one true love sharing back with me,... Continue Reading →

While I Did Slumber

I had a dream last night while I did slumber, Fortunate that my subconscious it did encumber; Those horrible thoughts came to set my mind on, Two monsters that come at me from hither and yon. One from each side so there could be no escape, Each one of my senses they intentioned to rape;... Continue Reading →

This Is My Rifle

My rifle I hold with a steady hand, To fight for freedom and make a stand; My country goes where there is a need, Though they know that some will bleed. When setting foot on a distant shore, Prepared for battle like never before; Think not of the reason we all were sent, Or dissect... Continue Reading →

The Room

Sitting within a room that’s full, Of chaos, lies and the constant pull; Of a juggler sweating to keep afloat, The untrue life that he had wrote. To lament a story that knew no love, Cried out from within like a wounded dove; Understanding little of the time he spent, In a room for sale... Continue Reading →

The Rendezvous

The dark may come if I close an eye, And make me scream and make me cry; Shadows long and ghosts dance near, To try and force upon me fear. Ever on guard to make a stand, To be delivered from his bony hand; Trying to kill, to quench my breath, Forcing now a rendezvous... Continue Reading →

Jealous (for Jennifer)

I’m jealous of each drop of rain,That washes away every stain;Falling down to wet your skin,And cleansing you from within.I’m jealous of the sun’s each ray,Caressing you all through the day;Shining so brightly upon your face,Keeping you in its warm embrace.I’m jealous of the wind in your hair,As it gently dances through the air;Whispered breezes... Continue Reading →

The Smells of October

This article was originally written in June 2012. There are many things that can cause us to remember events from our past. Something visual, something heard, felt or touched or something in the air we smelled that compels us to remember an event, a person, or time. Smells and aromas are one of the most... Continue Reading →

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