e.e. cummings #2 of 7

a writer's word new 14th june 2014
e.e. cummings

#2 or 7 part series

poetry, art & sound

Post by jkm

Post Saturday 13th December 2014

Wish You Were HerePink Floyd

i like my body when it is with your body

i like my body when it is with your
body. It is so quite new a thing.
Muscles better and nerves more.
i like your body. i like what it does,
i like its hows. i like to feel the spine
of your body and its bones,and the trembling
-firm-smooth ness and which i will
again and again and again
kiss, i like kissing this and that of you,
i like, slowly stroking the,shocking fuzz
of your electric furr,and what-is-it comes
over parting flesh….And eyes big love-crumbs,

and possibly i like the thrill

of under me you so quite new

tomorrow's window (c) jkm 2014

tomorrow’s window (c) jkm 2014

e.e. cummings #1 of 7

a writer's word new 14th june 2014
e.e. cummings

#1 or 7 part series

poetry, art & sound

Post by jkm

Post Saturday 13th December 2014


Shine on You Crazy DiamondPink Floyd

Sonnet [with no name] – e.e. cummings [1894 – 1962]

being to timelessness as it’s to time, love did no more begin than love will end; where nothing is to breathe to stroll to swim love is the air the ocean and the land

(do lovers suffer?all divinities proudly descending put on deathful flesh: are lovers glad?only their smallest joy’s a universe emerging from a wish)

love is the voice under all silences, the hope which has no opposite in fear; the strength so strong mere force is feebleness: the truth more first than sun more last than star

-do lovers love?why then to heaven with hell. Whatever sages say and fools, all’s well

inside reflection

inside reflection (c) jkm 2014

Opening to Live

implicit imaginative impressions
Rose of Jericho – video

“Opening to Live”

Poem by Jennifer Kiley
Post Saturday 22nd November 2014


I am using this beautiful video with a rebirth and music to accompany the poem I am writing and not have written.

Rose of Jericho

Opening to live

Opening to live

An arms moves

The hand engages

The writing begins

Words with meaning

Searching for release

A thought lost

But now found

Inside the mind

Trying to make sense

Out of words

That come together


A truth

All who believe

Will try to understand


Will it be found

Or become elusive

Take flight

Like a butterfly

Doing its death flight

Never knowing

What is ahead

Do we want

the same privilege

no knowing

keep it to yourself

we will meet the time

when it arrives

not a moment before

isn’t that a relief?

(c) jkm 2014

opening to live (c) jkm 2014

opening to live (c) jkm 2014

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NOVEMBER 10th 2014


maggie the cat


“they hear nothing”
By mtc

They hear nothing when their eyes are wider shut than clam shells.

An homage made to Stanley Kubrick who met with a mysterious end

Now evil enters our lives and all we can think is to return to the usual as fast as we can. An actor returning to the stage

Know thy words before you speak. Spontaneity is marvelous but words can really hurt you. Nano particles filter in and the cinders sting the eyes with burning sensations so tears run down our wet cheeks. Leaving behind pathways of streaks blinding in their destruction of our beauty, real or surface.

Our Consciousness is altered and we follow the world into slavery bought by the masters of our universe. Those with the money. The known bandits of the 1%.

Our Masters return with Unbroken chains to bind to the world order of newness. We all become the same.

Never know imagination or daydreaming thoughts. They take you out of place and out of step.

Worlds we build our minds now dismiss as illusions. What do we really want in our own minds. Not what was fed to us.

Realness has been lost. And now The fantasy has begun  © jkm


talking serious (c) jkm 2014


“…some people were born not to help people…” — tha truth


Puff the Magic Dragon

This is not really about drugs. Really! REALLY!?!


“Roll the Dice” by Charles Bukowski [Short Film]

creative musings [dragon]
Roll the Dice

Poem by Charles Bukowski

A Short Film

Post by Jennifer Kiley

Post Saturday 18th October 2014

Extremely important & wise words spoken in video. Charles Bukowski words awaken the senses. A Call to Self. Do It. Do It. All the Way.

The poetic words being spoken with the background of the video carry the viewer along down the road with Mr. Bukowski as spoken by Tom O’Bedlam.

Let yourself be absorbed by the flow. <3 jkm

All the Way | A Charles Bukowski Poem | By Willem Martinot

Roll the Dice
by Charles Bukowski

if you’re going to try, go all the
otherwise, don’t even start.

if you’re going to try, go all the
this could mean losing girlfriends,
wives, relatives, jobs and
maybe your mind.

go all the way.
it could mean not eating for 3 or 4 days.
it could mean freezing on a
park bench.
it could mean jail,
it could mean derision,
isolation is the gift,
all the others are a test of your
endurance, of
how much you really want to
do it.
and you’ll do it
despite rejection and the worst odds
and it will be better than
anything else
you can imagine.

if you’re going to try,
go all the way.
there is no other feeling like
you will be alone with the gods
and the nights will flame with

do it, do it, do it.
do it.

all the way
all the way.

you will ride life straight to
perfect laughter, its
the only good fight
there is.


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So You Want To Be A Writer

a writer's word polished or raw

“So You Want To Be A Writer

Written by Charles Bukowski

Post Sunday 12th October 2014

Created by Jennifer Kiley

So You Want To Be A Writer - Charles Bukowski – Read by Tom Bedlam

“so you want to be a writer”

if it doesn’t come bursting out of you
in spite of everything,
don’t do it.
unless it comes unasked out of your
heart and your mind and your mouth
and your gut,
don’t do it.
if you have to sit for hours
staring at your computer screen
or hunched over your
searching for words,
don’t do it.
if you’re doing it for money or
don’t do it.
if you’re doing it because you want
women in your bed,
don’t do it.
if you have to sit there and
rewrite it again and again,
don’t do it.
if it’s hard work just thinking about doing it,
don’t do it.
if you’re trying to write like somebody
forget about it.

if you have to wait for it to roar out of
then wait patiently.
if it never does roar out of you,
do something else.

if you first have to read it to your wife
or your girlfriend or your boyfriend
or your parents or to anybody at all,
you’re not ready.

don’t be like so many writers,
don’t be like so many thousands of
people who call themselves writers,
don’t be dull and boring and
pretentious, don’t be consumed with self-
the libraries of the world have
yawned themselves to
over your kind.
don’t add to that.
don’t do it.
unless it comes out of
your soul like a rocket,
unless being still would
drive you to madness or
suicide or murder,
don’t do it.
unless the sun inside you is
burning your gut,
don’t do it.

when it is truly time,
and if you have been chosen,
it will do it by
itself and it will keep on doing it
until you die or it dies in you.

there is no other way.

and there never was.

 a. comes roaring out of you dont do it bukowski on writing poster neg

Charles Bukowski on Writing

Private Moments #80 “Depression [passing the open windows]”

private moments in paintings & poetryPrivate Moments #80 “Depression
[Passing the Open Windows]”

Poem Written by Jennifer Kiley

Post 22nd September 2014
Poem for Chapter #80 
“Lost In Time”
Painting “Out Of Order” by jkm


“For that fine madness still he did retain,
Which rightly should possess a poet’s brain.”
~Michael Drayton~ (1563-1631)

out of order by jkmccormack (c) jkm 2014

hands reaching out into rain

“Depression passing [the open windows] ”
By Madison Taylor
17th March 2009


I have forgotten the feeling
It has been silent so long
For me time’s length
Is unmeasurable
It could be a moment
One hour
One minute
A second later
I just have not been feeling it

Have passed my doorway
And returned

Too many times
Sticks around

A slip will come
Darkness will fall
Real and false
The worse
Through the mind

Favorite is to add confusion
Blocking out the heart
The emotions of the blind
The senses of the mind
They leave you to debate

Is it now?
Do I do it now?

(c) tsk/jkm – two zero one four

© jkm

candle flame flickering gif

Rhapsody on a Theme of Paganini - Composer Rachmaninoff – Pianist Maksim Mrvica

garden waterfall private gazebo overgrown 4pmip&p

“Creating is having the courage
to allow the seer into the private
moments of our imaginative lives.”

— jkm the secret keeper
aka Jennifer Kiley McCormack

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(c) jennifer kiley 2014

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