Jimmie Arrington

Freshman - 685 Points (October 03,1984 / Phoenix, Arizona)

Jimmie Arrington Poems

121. #229 I Never Cease To Be Amazed 2/28/2014
122. #364 Silence And Serenity 2/28/2014
123. #362 A Wind Racing For The Shore 2/28/2014
124. #365 When The Green Grass Covers Me 3/6/2014
125. #366 Two Cents 3/21/2014
126. #367 Midnight Merriment 3/23/2014
127. #369 Beneath A Shady Tree 4/26/2014
128. #368 Sycamore Creek 4/26/2014
129. #370 Waiting 5/23/2014
130. #371 England's Northern Dale 5/23/2014
131. #372 Some Nice Things About You 5/23/2014
132. #373 Jude Preston Ii 5/23/2014
133. #374 The Great Unknown 5/23/2014
134. #375 The Ballpark 6/17/2014
135. #376 Where Have All The Poets Gone 6/17/2014
136. #377 All The Riches Of A King 6/17/2014
137. #378 Near The Furthest Star 7/11/2014
138. #379 Enough 7/11/2014
139. #380 A Caged Bird At Last Set Free 8/12/2014
140. #381 Lexington 8/12/2014
141. #382 Summer 8/12/2014
142. #383 Clarity 8/12/2014
143. #384 Leaving 8/31/2014
144. #385 Name 8/19/2015
145. #386 Out Of Sight, Never Out Of Mind 8/19/2015
146. #387 Listening 8/19/2015
147. #388 Autumn 8/19/2015
148. #389 The Struggle 8/19/2015
149. #390 Somewhere Into The Past 8/19/2015
150. #391 2009 8/19/2015
151. #392 Jill Virginia V 8/19/2015
152. #393 This Affluent Flight 8/19/2015
153. #394 Emotionless 8/19/2015
154. #395 A Storm Of Quiet Voices 8/19/2015
155. #396 Faster Than Fast 8/19/2015
156. #397 A Valid Excuse 8/19/2015
157. #398 Samuel Dean 8/19/2015
158. #399 Reminiscing 8/19/2015
159. #400 Night's Queens And Kings 8/19/2015
160. #401 The Flames Flickered 8/19/2015
Best Poem of Jimmie Arrington

#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.

I see fierce tides rise and crash,
Tossing the boat with ease.
I see rain pour and lightning flash
Within a hurricane breeze.

Still I keep moving, higher and higher,
My brain out running my feet.
Urgently trying to kindle the fire
With swift steps and rapid heartbeat.

The boat shrinks every time I look,
The light continues to dim.
Just like a fish caught on a hook,
It’s much too late to ...

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#358 So I Feel

Like a falling feather from a fowl in flight,
Like a whispering breeze through the autumn night,
Like drops of rain at the old homestead,
So I feel in my befuddled head.

Like one black cloud in the deep blue sky,
Like awaking to the sound of a gentle lullaby,
Like immobile stars that have somehow aligned,
So I feel in my perplexed mind.

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