Biography of Jimmie Arrington
I was born in Phoenix Arizona. I had a wonderful childhood. Life for me would be easy, despite what others would say. I would live and be happy. I would love and be admired. Then suddenly one day everything changed. My idealistic life and sweet dreams vanished.
I began writing when my grandpa suddenly died of a heart attack in 1997. I was twelve years old and reality hit. There were emotions and memories I needed to get out and I couldnt express them in any other way or form. From there I began writing about everyday life, about lost dreams, about anything but reality. I began to write about love; of chasing it, being in it, losing it and everything in between. Sometimes I write about the impossible; about things that could never be. I write to escape.
My favorite poets who have comforted me in hard times and inspired me in my writings are Walt Whitman, Percy Bysshe Shelley, William Wordsworth, Edgar Allan Poe, Johnathon Swift, John Keats, A.E. Housman, William Shakespeare, Robert Frost, Matthew Arnold and many more. My favorite poet is John Clare.
I hope you will read and enjoy these emotions written from my heart and soul.
Jimmie Arrington's Works:
The Poetry of Jimmie Arrington
Volume One - The Early Years
Jimmie Arrington Poems
#227 Stand And Stare
On auto drive I climb spiral stairs, Grasping the guardrail as I go. Through small windows I see the glares Of the boat’s fading glow.
#345 The Corner Store
I've walked down this busy street before, All these cars and shops, I've seen. Just up ahead there's a corner store, Wherein there dwells a queen.
#284 Cupcakes And Brownies
For a time I thought the world was kind, I thought I’d do my time with ease. An optimistic view left the past behind, Like a swift wind through the trees.
#331 A Peculiar Place
This world is a peculiar place, I’m peculiar but don’t belong. It’s too crowded with too much space, All is right but all is wrong.
#320 The Girl With A Skeleton Key
Dear world, Hello there! It’s me again. It seems it’s been too long.
#303 A Slow And Steady Stream
And as I sleep I begin to dream I’m floating on a slow and steady stream, Bobbing gently with ease. My eyes consume the vibrant blues
#350 A Formal Farewell
There’s a hush upon the kingdom, A stillness within every mind. Silent lips are dry and numb, All eyes are glazed and blind.
No, I don't love her anymore, I've already closed that door. I don't care what she might say Or exactly why she couldn't stay.
#347 Wake Up
Wake up The view has changed somehow The wall no longer divides Wake up
#298 Dear Someday
Dear Someday, where could you be? I’ve been waiting here for you. When will you come for me And turn my gray skies blue?
#294 Don’t Go Away
I’m rather far from perfect, I’m a flaw after a blunder. I’m frequently incorrect. How we ever met is still a wonder.
#291 Half A Heart
Is it ever worth it in the end To freely give your all and all? Is it fair to simply pretend You haven’t and will never fall?
Gone is the bliss of youth. Gone is the nervous truth. Gone is forever’s plea. Gone is the poetry
#277 Common Nonsense
Twice upon a midnight blue, I found a jelly bean. I chewed as fast as I could chew, It tasted sweet and green.
No, I don't love her anymore,
I've already closed that door.
I don't care what she might say
Or exactly why she couldn't stay.
But I wonder beneath the moon's light,
Who's roof is she under tonight?
I don't think of her each day
I've healed from all that disarray.