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Prove it by Jason Wright

April 29, 2013

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How do I prove that I belong on the mic with all of you? Alright let me try Well been writing nearly half my life through times of strife and lows and highs Instead of taking the knife and plunging it into my side I write I admit it I’m not the best at it […]

Boston Strong (the heartbeat of the City) by JSN WRT

April 23, 2013

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It reeks like good bud on the train today No other way to finish a shitty day Getting a contact high in the spot I’m standing Writing a week after the bombing Riding into downtown Boston I feel much better Last time I wrote a poem Was a day after the Boston Marathon And we […]

April 16 train poem by Jason Wright April 16th Poem a Day national Poetry Month

April 16, 2013

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I’m too tired to write Barely got any sleep last night Stayed up watching the news Still confused from this craziness What about you? how did you sleep Hope you were able to Not afraid to Hey, I don’t blame you If you thought twice Double checked the lock Checked twice angered By life That’s […]

A Writers Job by Jason Wright ( Marathon Monday, Boston MA 2013)

April 15, 2013

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Everyone expects writers to write about tragedy when it strikes, you know? Let the newspaper do that Let writers give you an escape, from all that.   That’s my job. I took that on, when I decided to hold the pen, Like a sword, where when there are no words I have them enough to […]

Listen To the Beat of the Drum by JSN WRT (Oddball Magazine’s 200th POST!)

April 11, 2013

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  When I am blocked, and I can’t write I call it a free prose, its when you let yourself go for as long as you can, it used to be as fast as you can pencil in hand, making a poem, before I was called on again “Mr WRT, are you paying attention, whats […]

the difference (the good side of me) by JSN WRT [poem 10 1/2]

April 10, 2013

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O.k, you heard me earlier on the train acting insane, filling the pen with rage now I got the hiccups, and thinking of all the shit I said and I calm down, take my pills and then its off to bed to do this shit again Something needs to change right now i am weighing […]

9th in Cambridge (the words I write) by Jsn Wrt

April 10, 2013

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missing 9th in Cambridge Yeah I’m missing 9th in Cambridge I don’t think I could handle it My mind is a demon mind I mean a diamond mine Depends on which day you catch me on Right now I’m southbound On a red line train Right now I’m feeling low down With a dismantled brain […]

Comas, Commas/Carrots, Karats by JSN WRT

April 9, 2013

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When you stare at a computer screen. When you look out a window. When you stare into a mirror   (You are now rocking with)   Open the window, and the Doors too, open both Doors and windows   (Will I Am and Britney Bitch)   Both are a source of movement A form of […]

April 8th Eggs Day 8 by JSNWRT

April 8, 2013

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Writing the art of Walking in slow motion While everyone flys past you You prove yourself as a distance That they can’t get to You are a star a bright constellation All of us World players In trouble shooting Us poets and us dreamers Don’t need your approval To do what we do While you […]

April 7th- Poem 7 National Poetry Month- After words what is there?

April 7, 2013

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Whats poetry, to me, but a world where doors open and never close, as long as your free prose, keeps going, and as long as their is ink in the pen, there is steam in the engine I dont need a month, I appreciate it but poetry is my vocation took a vacation, and damn […]

New Day by Jason Wright

April 5, 2013

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Sweating Waiting for the breeze To take me away From these city streets Listening to Emcees And Dreaming of beaches Feeling free as I walk My mind is on weekend mode Start the vehicle Listening to the rose that grew from concrete My little cheat sheet of emcees I’d like to be The three on […]

April 4 National Poetry Month

April 5, 2013

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Oh how the t frightens me Crazy mc writing next to two ladies Listening to count bass d Damn goes the auto correct I might mean nothing at work or on the train But on the mic I earn respect I wish I could disappear into thin air reappear with no fear, make my name […]

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Just another Jagged Thought by Jason Wright

February 27, 2013

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When I feel like I’m blocked I have to slow down and think I begin to write a free prose and then begin the thing I do, and what relieves my pain. Writing to release my soul back on this fucking train. Wish I could talk to you. I do this for me. And sometimes […]

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Never Give Up by Jason Wright

February 21, 2013

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Digital space to let the page play with each word like a submarine plays with missiles Each word is a fistful of roses, sound sealed and delivered like each word is a letter to the aliens of tomorrow Not extraterrestrial i mean born here on earth in a world where murder is seldom heard And […]

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I Love You by Matt Ganem and Say Yes by Justin Lowery

February 14, 2013

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I love you, Deeper than the roots of mankind Stretching back to when I love you was shown with actions My heart explodes like landmines A site for sore eyes making each beat burst with passion Beauty I couldn’t find the words to describe Outlining the girl of my dreams and I’d still come up […]

Alpha Jesus by Chad Parenteau and Text Face by TJ Edson

January 27, 2013

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Alpha Jesus Alpha Jesus wants us to know he can kick our asses any time he wants to. He’s just letting us kill him. Alpha Jesus makes his last phone call to Mel Gibson so he can pitch a sequel to “Passion of The Christ” where the corpse continues to bleed long after death until […]

Negative Sex Jesus by Chad Parenteau and Green Notes by T.J Edson

January 17, 2013

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Negative Sex Jesus says he just hasn’t met the right girl, but when he says it, it first gets taken as gospel, then misinterpreted. It’s one reason why Negative Sex Jesus has never dated.   Negative Sex Jesus thought he had prospects in Mary Madelene, but then he said she reminded him of his Mother […]

Anti-Matter Jesus by Chad Parenteau and Digitally Unknown by T.J Edson

January 14, 2013

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Digitally Untitled by T.J Edson

  Anti-Matter Jesus has never  returned to our universe because he cannot touch the positive mattered masses to heal them without causing explosive catastrophe.   If Anti-Matter Jesus ever showed up, he’d have no beard, very short hair, and a stance on politics most today would call centrist.   If Anti-Matter Jesus  came back at the […]

AM-Peace written by Toni Bee and Photosynthesis courtesy of Allie Gold

December 5, 2012

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AM-Peace 5:13 - Street lights tick off thinkin’ of all that’s lost time, to change, I’ve wasted who’ve I caused to sin will God ever forgive me when, I overcome shackles clasp, bungled brain, Lord release foes grasp 5:24 - Love haunts me, still I’ll depend ‘pon His will toddler’s sigh becomes anew three years, now school […]

Cold Metal Chair by Brendan Trider And Cold Metal Chair Visualized by OJ Mooney

November 28, 2012

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Power Station by Dennis Daly

November 19, 2012

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Governs our world by its generation Of crackling fire, a variation On the solvent, power possessing stone That transmutes a base fuel to the unknown   Realm of driven turbines, coiled dragons And their treacherous ilk. A burst tube bludgeons Three men to death with steam-pressured burning On a frantic day, on a worker’s morning. […]

Sometimes there are Things which come out of the Darkness by Timothy Gager

November 14, 2012

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Grounded to the Moon Courtesy of Allie Gold © 2012

Sometimes you drive to the mountains where sometimes the leaves are turning. There is a girl in the mountains. She’s not actually in one of the mountains but she’s in a town in a mountainous area near the Berkshires. Sometimes she feels unsafe there and those are the sometimes you can’t drive there. It is […]

Goblin by Blaine Hebbel and The 1 percent by Allie Gold

November 4, 2012

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I just need the mind race the flow active like I read they want to put turbines in the water & Chinese want our debt down then I remember declaring myself an alien from all this shit But they have a picture of me so I can’t get away & even through a jeweler’s loupe […]

We are the Gas. You are the Match by Jason Wright

October 11, 2012

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See this is a scene Where dreams take shape Shift like riots on tv Where the walrus speaks And says. “We are nothing but arms and legs We are nothing but spikes and pegs” Drugs and dreads “We are nothing but what we say we said And what we did.” “We are nothing but a […]

Punk Fish by jason wright

July 29, 2012

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Punk Fish by Jason Wright

Punk Fish it is a lazy sunday, in my boxers listening to cash and kinks kind of day, a soulful sunday listening to the sounds of silence and loneliness, the sounds of Music. I can’t stand silence but I love the sound of it. I dream a little dream i sing to the lepers and […]

Soul release

July 28, 2012

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Aliens Unite

July 28, 2012

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July 27, 2012

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PoArtry

July 26, 2012

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i owe it all to the music by jason wright

July 19, 2012

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I listen to each synapse spark in both my minds, and both my hearts In all eight ventricles, I feel the blood mix with the ink I feel the music saturate my soul. and it feels good. When i feel like this, the chemical abyss turns into a longing kiss I feel on my eyelids […]

Leonard

May 25, 2012

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Listening to Leonard Cohen He is one person I’d like to meet I don’t know how I found him But he changed my life And the way I write He makes me want to wear suits And find Buddha To show mercy To us and the world That I still don’t understand

Suburban Sky by Jason Wright

May 25, 2012

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I tried to sing about you But my guitar wouldn’t let me Instead it wept softly and gently I wanted to sing about how to me you’re like family Where when no one could stand it You understood me I wanted to sing about the years before manic episodes when membranes and synapses fought for […]

(judge) me

May 24, 2012

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Wasn’t happy with that effort Knew with a little more effort That I could do better now I look on the train Wait now I remember I don’t do this for popularity Or medals, i do it because i want to make sense of my mind and to one day feel better Listening to the […]

Old whiskey memories

May 24, 2012

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I’m blocked again friend Writing was my first mistake Following up my second Cause my mind is premium I want to live my life unleaded I want to be heading in the right direction I want to be headed every minute of the morning Get it, If you don’t don’t worry your just like me, […]

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Dedication by JSN WRT

May 21, 2012

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Here I go with an awful first sentence and a sickness either the pen I ink with or the mind I think with usually drips down too quick, get motion sickness take a breath with my rhythm wish list goes a drum beat drumming a beat to get the witnesses eyes wide open, heart beat […]

(Together )We are a triple threat

May 9, 2012

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On the block a writer sits on a park bench What’s left he thinks What’s left to write I wrote to describe love I found my wife I wrote during troubled times Found where my passion lies I wrote to find solitude I found a smile inside that still shines I wrote to find family […]

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Something Static

May 4, 2012

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Writers block Walking through mid time traffic I see many worlds unfold That was the first lines of a poem I wrote so long ago Before I had mic control Had it and lost it Trying to reclaim the throne Trying to write with prescription thinking Trying to write like Ritalin Making you think like […]

Liar. Liar. Pants…. By Jason Wright

March 30, 2012

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Damn It’s hot in this jacket. Tried time trials Ran the miracle mile Turned the corner Showed my smile Changed my style Ran around loose like a spring unwound Like a dog in a pound I am caged Lost and found myself Like a liar Ran around with pants on fire Put em out like […]

One Day You’ll Understand Me

March 30, 2012

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Back to thinking irrational Passion like an animal Lost in the wild Testing my stamina Running on empty No film in the camera I’m Rambo With no ammo Sitting in a field in Alabama With blue cammo Here comes the next stanza Solo cup in my hand watching the band Watching time expand as I […]

Digital Paper by Jason Wright

March 29, 2012

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When I walk I walk in circles When I write I find my purpose To spit free verses To make something Gold, and at best bronze But without a doubt I finish strong Always on But you know what That’s not the truth When I feel like this, yeah I’m bullet proof But as the […]

Shin Splints and Celebrations

March 28, 2012

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Shin splints Turning 32 Losing everything But giving it back To you Writing in a Boston mind set Letting the sunshine in a little bit at a time Hobbled onto the bus today Sometimes I feel like There’s no reason left to try But though my pain in my legs I still can breathe through […]

Under the Microscope

March 27, 2012

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On the train again People always staring Me always staring back Diverting my eyes to keep Polite Brain music Finding my thoughts again Letting the ink out my veins Onto the page let it out onto the stage Let my pain out or just conceal it Rain Falls on a Boston town Silent Today we […]

Windchime Wishes and Wishing Well dreams

March 27, 2012

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Wishing (to be) Well Writing like a backyard BBQ trying to get the fire started and let the smoke breathe in new air I will not admit defeat Writers block hit me in the back seat Each rhyme sounds worse then the next Each word smells of failure I just want green pastures And black […]

Poets Diet by Jason Wright

March 15, 2012

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Damn I sucked tonight Horrible on the mic I don’t think I like my voice Doesn’t sound right Maybe it was the microphone Maybe it was the band Nah they were tight I think it was just me I don’t sound right I’m sick of trying to make it happen Theres no love in rhythm […]

Choking Timeline Poem

March 11, 2012

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12:30 I eat begin to choke But still can breathe fine 1:00 Still choking Can’t really concentrate 1:15 go to puke nonchalantly 1:20 Sit back in my chair 1:23 Tell friend I think i’m choking. 1:30 Go back and puke some more 1:35 Call Lisa 1:40 Feel light headed 1:42 Begin to get nervous 1:43 […]

An Oddball Take on the 54th Grammy Awards.

February 12, 2012

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The Grammy’s In 500 words or less     What can I say about the Grammys. The night started off with a wonderful prayer to the late great Whitney Houston, and it was beautiful. I have to say that L.L Cool J, started off the show with a great vibe. And though there were a […]

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Boston Marathon: Love Finishes Race

April 16, 2013

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Reblogged from a beautifully twisted story: Boston, look between the spaces     At the high places Between the ball bearings God within our midst is sharing Words, friend to get your bearings  Boston, hate tried to end your race Love answered hate and showed its face People aiding strangers Maybe even the bomb maker  Compassion was […]

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