J. James Martinez

Rookie (December 1983 / Los Angeles, CA)

J. James Martinez Poems

1. Keeps Skipping 10/7/2007
2. Second Time 10/7/2007
3. Pollution 10/7/2007
4. Desperate To Keep 10/7/2007
5. If I Had 10/8/2007
6. En Mi Hombro 10/8/2007
7. Italian Octave 10/10/2007
8. Out Quite A Distance 10/10/2007
9. The Blackest Of Deaths In A Pink Box 10/10/2007
10. Running Sleeves 10/15/2007
11. Sand Castle Supremacy 10/20/2007
12. Much And Many 10/20/2007
13. Eternally I Lament (To Claim As Her Own) 4/10/2008
14. ...And A Posole Pot 5/30/2008
15. When Chaos Arises 5/30/2008
16. Lament For The Death Of My Muse 10/19/2008
17. The Talk Show Circuit 10/19/2008
18. For Whatever May Assemble 10/19/2008
19. Fortunate 10/19/2008
20. Death My Pen Has Become 10/19/2008
21. Collapsing World's Divine 10/19/2008
22. The Day Will Come 10/19/2008
23. Without A Sense Of Sin 10/19/2008
24. Black Like Your Luggage 10/29/2008
25. In The Early Hours 10/29/2008
26. ...Then Run And Rot 8/5/2009
27. Looking Dapper 10/15/2009
28. Burns Black 11/17/2009
29. Before The Fire 11/17/2009
30. Arms Make Smiles 11/17/2009
31. Off The Cuff 7/1/2007
32. Conquerors 10/7/2007
33. On The Broken Wings 10/29/2008
34. Accepted As Consequence 12/18/2008
35. With A Gunfight 1/21/2009
36. Thur.12: 14 Am 1-22-2009 1/22/2009
37. The Second Time 1/22/2009
38. Mujer De Mi Palabras 1/30/2009
39. Moon Goddess 10/25/2007
40. The Glorious Measuring Stick 10/27/2007

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Best Poem of J. James Martinez

Oct.25 2007 12: 42 Am Pacific Standard Time

i embrace your death
with a mournful catching of breath

the razorwire net i lived above
knowing the fall would occur
wasn't there to ease or to soften

the stale old retreaded laughs
i cling to
seem to have run their course
their novelty and the simplistic charm
is now wearing thin

your hand always was
a soft touch in the wind
never a cement stone sharing the same glove

these lines are not rehearsed

they're not notes taken in class

words scribbled over pink streaks
from the god-side of the pencil

these are words from...

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Desperate To Keep

Through our lives
We dream
Close our eyes
Sleep
Forfeit the mind
We're desperate to keep

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