Three poems | by Jake St. John

Communicators League

​Nights At Mike’s

We were

young

dumb

and knew it all

higher than a hawks nest

in his parents basement

we’d change the world

and find ourselves

before it was all

said and done

we told anyone

that would listen

that someday

we’d cross

the country

together

they said

they’d been saying

the same thing

for 30 years

those words

were in my head

as the car

left his driveway

and we headed out

with the morning sun

in our rearview


Before The Storm

Sitting

in their

solar

powered

houses

their

lies

darker

than

the sky


A Ceremony of Steps

In the flooded

streets of sun

I walk

loves of yesterday

relax like shadows

in the grass

past hamlet churches

shrouded

in the dimness

of trees

I walk

where preachers

wipe venom

from the tongues

of sheep

wind swirling

sunlight

through leaves

green corridors

of morning

beginning to breath


Jake…

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