James B. Earley
James B. Earley Poems
- A Mountain Speaks That distant valley Far below Was I...as ...
- A Vision Of Home Somewhere within dwells the soul of a ...
- Black Man's Dilemma Where would we go if told to leave This ...
- Passion's Pride Alone.........I sit By the fishing ...
- Stolen Moments So...long...the day......so short....the ...
- African Brother Who was the villain When it all began Some ...
- Distant Haze There was a knock upon my door …In…the ...
James B. Earley was born and reared at Mounds, within the rolling hills of Southern Illinois, nine miles north of the confluence of the Mississippi and Ohio rivers. A Californian since 1956, he resides in the San Francisco Bay Area. Having served twenty-one years in the employ of the Robert Mondavi Winery, Jim retired October 2006 from his treasured assignment...personal chauffeur to its legendary... more »
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My wife once asked, 'Who is the most powerful U S public official - the President or Chief Justice Supreme Court? ' 'Neither, ' I said, 'it's the ordinary police officer. That person can legally take ...Another aspect of being Black in America.
''The most 'UNGODLY' moment in America, perhaps, 'tis Sunday mornings.''Christianity's ineptitude in following Christ's teachings.
''Hitler would have been nonexistent, were it not for that lunatic fringe.''Politics, its potential.
''History will accord President Obama's legacy, in not what he accomplished, but what he 'sought' to accomplish; for that is the measure of the man.''President Obama's legacy
''Was it the President's color, or perhaps, something other; I'll just have to wonder, I guess!''Republican obstructionism, from day one toward President Obama.
A Mountain Speaks
That distant valley
Was I...as a child
I've known great happiness
As that of the dinosaur
Struggling for life
From a simple existence
I've seen Man grow
In the scheme of evolution
I'll watch......him go
I question......my being
.....A mere speck of sand
On......God's beach...of time
Author's note: The poem addresses Mt. Tamalpais, geographically to the immediate north of San Francisco's Golden Gate Bridge. (The Mountain is sometimes known as 'The Sleeping ...