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James M. Bailey

Celebration of Life will be held April 22, potluck 1-3 p.m., at the Walker Mansion Bed & Breakfast, in Westwood. James was born April 5, 1933, and passed away on January 22, 2023.

The Mountain

Why Do I Wander After You?

You, Blue & Gray Mound Of Horizon

What Is In My Soul

To Drive Me So?

What Lust-After

Pursues Me?

 

You Of Nothing More,

Than Earth And Stone

You Beckon With Your Dumb-Standing

Forest Sentinals And Insanely

Racing Streams

(In Panic To Reach The Sea Again)

 

You Stand

And Look Upon My

Insignificance

 

And

Won’t Answer Me

I Will Trespass

 

I Will Corrupt Your

Sanctum

 

But,

 

Here Am I, Again,

Below Your Granite

Breast

 

You’ve Tricked Me

You’ve Come-Hithered

You’ve Opened To Me

Your Green Thighs

 

So Why Do I Waste Away

My Love On You?

 

You Too Are Unfaithful

You’ve Taken Other Lovers

 

I’ve Seen Their Marks

Upon Your Foot-Paths

 

Others Have Sighed In Your Embrace

But I’ll Come To You Again

As Always

My Mountain

My Mistress

 

My Mountain

My Mistress

You Gold-Plate The Leafs Of

Autumn

 

To Entice

My Surrender To Your

Whims

You Gown Yourself In

Blazing Winter White, So

Your Quiet Beauty

Will Entrap Me

The Rush Of Life You Give To

To Me In The Spring

Is My Undoing

 

You Have Seduced Me From My Kind

You’ve Made My Bed To Be

The Green Meadow

 

My Bath

The Coursing Stream

You Evoke My Lust

With Your

Sweet Scented Breath

You Blind My Reason

With Your Night-Collection

Of Stars

You Are Both Persuasion

And, Innocence.

 

By Jim Bailey 1933-2023

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