Resh Remixed

"RESH REMIXED" : AN "E-SEQUEL" TO "THE SCARLET BAND AND OTHER POEMS" BY: JAMES SCHWARTZ WRITING AS RESH ALEPH HEY A.K.A. DJ RESH FEAT. UNCOLLECTED / REMIXED POETRY (2005).

"Unbutton the Shirt Slowly"

Unbutton the shirt slowly
he might like that
the pants lie forgotten on his floor
I smell of the sea
I smell of showers
I smell of cologne
he might like that
toothpaste and raspberry cocktails
mingle in frantic kisses deep
unbutton the shirt slowly
he likes that
tonight.

"Blessed"

Staring into the mirror
in a stranger's house
I now see the house in sunlight
the vodka haze evaporated
He is still sleeping
I stare into the mirror
at my sagging tired face
wishing for coffee
settling on a cigarette
To wake him...?
I find my car keys
jumbled up in twisted pants
They jingle merrily
out of the room
out of the house
singing to me
that I am blessed...

"The Jester"

While I cried and while I wept
the jester all my secrets kept
in my rages, my screaming hours
the jester laughed and brought me flowers
At last when I could take no more
the jester crept from my door
a further plea and another tear
I dare say, he shall appear!

"A Parisian Postcard"

The lights
wet pavement
call girls
"Midnight at the Moulin Rouge"
a cheap post card
intruiging oil
smoldering ashes
c'est corruption
la cahier secrets
the abysmal ritual
as peddlers turn
to this...

"Answer to The Cripple by Brad Roberts" *

The next day the cripple returned to his wall
awaiting the beautiful woman
She never returned causing the cripple tears and the uncoiling of rope
Moral: Beauty is fleeting

NOTE: *Answer To... is an answer to Brad Robert´s poem "The Cripple which can be read online @ Crash Test Dummies.com

"I Am A Vessel Like A Ship (Resh's 99% Realm Remix)"

I am a vessel like a ship

desiring Light, nothing more

drifting upon the sea of life

creating legends and folklore

I am a vessel like a ship

no ego at my helm

charting a course for home

to the 99% realm.

"The Light" *

I must resist to create

I want my art to celebrate

a wisdom of the ages

poems for future songs and sages

This is why I write

this is why I fight

this is why I channel

art into the Light.

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* The Light originally published in "The Scarlet Band and Other Poems" (2005)

"On Death"

Have you ever smelled Death?

I have

it ate my mother who was an angel

and it's breath was cancer sweet

Have you ever seen Death?

I have

it's eyes are scarlet and it hides under beds

Have you ever heard Death?

I have

it's the rustle of wet leaves on an autumn day

Have you ever tasted Death?

I have

it tastes like cheap champagne

and is equally intoxicating

although the mornings after may be quite vile.

"The Death and the Destruction" *

Soldiers in a faraway land
seeping crimson on the sand

all for naught, all for naught
sins delivered and quickly bought

turn away and close your eyes
like the soldiers, like the lies.

* Orginially appeared online @ Poets Against the War.org
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"The Lake (Resh's Swimming to Freedom Remix)" *

You once caught my eye

As you swam in the lake

But as I now know

You were all give to take

My eyes fluttered elsewhere

Dull your secrets and lies

Dull life by your side as time quickly flies...

* The Lake orginally published in "The Scarlet Band and Other Poems".

"Ganymede: The Return"

Say what you will of beauty

And what you think of me

I have returned

My name is Ganymede

Across Time I rode

To secure my throne

I am Time itself

My love divine

The cupbearers’ gift

Of seed and wine

Say what you will of beauty

History remembers me

I have returned

My name is Ganymede.

"The Pale City"

From the pale city

beside the pale sea

I traveled once more home

to the fields in hues of tea

I left behind abandon lovers

they did not see me go

I keep my silence still

I have nothing left to show

No goodbyes were called out

as the pale city fell behind

only silence reigned

of the indifferent kind.

"Starry Night (Undone)"

The stars hang so low tonight

they mix and glitter in your eye

of pillowy lips and ebony skin

in your arms tonight I lie

The stars hang so low tonight

I could taste them on my tongue

of pillowy lips and ebony skin

tonight I am undone.

"Ice"

Love and life are cold as ice

a winters chill paints my face

of frozen lakes and frozen hearts

summer's smile is out of place

February snow powders the earth

and powders too my eyes

love and life are cold as ice

and summer always dies.

"The Man in the Shadows"

Living in the shadows

hiding from the sun

chained by fears and tears

sleep sweetly by your gun

You'll never know freedom

or feel the light upon your face

jailed to your life

you slowly pale and waste

Our love remained unspoken

except on rainy Tallahassee nights

alone togather in a room

a candle amid the cityscape lights

Only then could passion burn

hidden from view by the cypress tree

only then did I learn

that golden silence set you free.

"The Italian Bed"

In the moonlit room

that only held the best

we lay upon your Italian bed

a time to play, a time to rest

You spoke in the gloom

of visiting Oscar Wilde's tomb

and your Paris travelogue

and Ganymede's in youthful bloom

I was one in a parade

drunk from the best of your cellar's wine

I was your last seduction

you were the first of mine.

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