Doormat Heart His spine was so weak. He even apologized When he caused them to Stumble as he was walked on Like an old worn out doormat. ~Evan James~

A Better Man The affection that Is nestled within your eyes, Pierces my heart’s best Defense, making me want to Be a better man for you. ~Evan James~

Finding Rest There will always be More mountains left to summit And trains you just missed, But perhaps we find out true Contentment in restful hands. ~Evan James~

Worth It No good love story Follows a straight and narrow Path to destiny. Perhaps all these tears after All these years, will be worth it. ~Evan James~

Meeting Strangers I prefer my books Like I prefer my people, Plain, unassuming, And quiet, but filled with the Most interesting stories. ~Evan James~

Apathetic Adieu Like a passing train I missed by a few minutes, Or the sunrise I Slept right through, I let your love Pass gently out of my life. ~Evan James

Technically Living Like an addict to The needle, we strap our phones To our useless hands, And bury our lives in an Eternally glowing screen. ~Evan James~

Rumors From false witnesses To honest reports, all are Intermingled in An indistinguishable Blend, and like kudzu, it spreads. ~Evan James~

World’s Away We adorn our walls With books like leather bound rights Of passage into A kind of high society, But never see their pages. ~Evan James~

Seedlings Poems are not just For wiping away salt filled Tears and burying romance, But also for planting trees, And watching them reach skyward. ~Evan James~

Beautiful Little Fools Hallelujah they Were not foolish but were brave. The future is carved In the stones of flesh that will Refuse to accept abuse. ~Evan James~

Effective Immediately A swift kick in the Stomach that leaves you gasping For fleeting life breath, Appropriately disguised In such a business-like phrase. ~Evan James~

Patient Heart Perhaps it is far Better that he did not find Love right away, Silence in a symphony Only adds to the romance. ~Evan James~

Prudence I tried to accept Everything without prudence, And I found I was Only a cow grazing on Lotus flowers and hemlock. ~Evan James~

The Raven’s Stone Hear the bell tolling In the distance beckoning You to come watch life Wretched from a body that breathes The same air with the same lungs. ~Evan James~

Tricks We Trade Here we congregate To barter with our sins, Praying that God Could love stiff and stale hearts. At least Jesus fed the poor. ~Evan James~

Rainwater From Niagara Falls To the Red Sea, from the Nile’s Silt laden delta To the gold Pacific coast, It is all just rainwater. ~Evan James~

My Belle I do not want a Sylvia Plath. Her books Are fine enough for me. I want this wilting flower To nourished by the rain. ~Evan James~ Photo Credit: Woman1907

Stained Glass I have said I’m fine So often, I may truly Start to believe it. At least a shattered stained glass Window is still colorful. ~Evan James~ Photo Credit: 422737

Mountain Breeze Breathed from the depths Of desolate solitude, Her air filters down To dance upon my bare skin, Igniting my rogue spirit. ~Evan James~ Photo Credit: _photo