Twas an ordinary scene
On an ordinary day
She an ordinary woman
On her ordinary way

Doing work of little consequence
She walked to Jacob’s well
Never knowing that in future day

The words have fallen silent now
And dreams passed away
The pills have taken over and
I don’t know what to say

My bags have all been packed for me
The driver waits impatiently

SOME OF MY POEMS HAVE BEEN MADE INTO SONGS. THEY ARE ON MYSPACE MUSIC UNDER THE BAND NAME, "WEATHERED PAGES". I HOPE YOU WILL CHECK THEM OUT.

JEFF BRESEE

It’s colder now and seems somehow
More empty than before
I wish I’d known the future then
And what it held in store
No longer is there will of heart
To venture form these walls

I'm wanting to see just what me I can be.

I'm testing the waters to test gravity.

I'm leaping with faith just to see where I land.

I'm shedding my cover to find where I stand.

Haunted feelings carried by
Wings of night as shadows fly

Drip drop words from pages then
Feed the fire like oxygen

Muffled voices through the door
Phrases heard once long before

Try on
For trying
Cry on
For crying
Die on
For dying
Fear not to fear

Hunger’s deep
Burning
Awake but
Still yearning
Stones left
O’re turning
Hold to what’s dear

When forever finally comes to town
Not sure I wanna be around
When it stands outside to
Knock upon my door

I’ll hide inside
Not make a sound
Turn out the lights
Get on the ground

Not sure what words to gather from
The world inside my head
Not sure which ones will adequately
Tell the life I’ve lead
Not sure of what my eyes behold
Not sure just what is real

I tried today and failed again
I’ve tried so long I don’t know when
It ever went the way of which I planned

I’ve given up on wondering why
I’ve learned it doesn’t help to cry

It feels so deep
Enchanted sleep
A haunting spirit
Eyes to weep

With crumbling hand
Stretched forth to feel
Yet nothing felt
Five hearts of steal

Creep closer, closer
Closing in

Each moment creeps
Slowly
And quietly upon you

Drifting in continuum
One by one
In unbroken chain

From within the infinite
Depths
Of circular time

And across

So many stories lie hidden
Cautiously…

Protected and guarded from view
In darkening corners
And unkept rooms
Inside the human soul

While the soul
In consequence
Shrinks

I had a publisher pick up my poems and they are now available in book form via Amazon, Barnes & Noble, etc. Just search for my name "Jeff Bresee" or the title of the book, "The Hidden Story"

I paused today
Put cares away
And finally let
The moment stay

Saw feathered skies
Through children’s eyes
Let time stand still
And realized

This life of gain
And gathering in