Jason Summers
Jason Summers Poems
I decided to go to a party with friends I've known for years
And the first thing I noticed was a tub full of beers.
I grew up believing I could hold my own with a few
But a few became too many as the length of the party drew.
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As the wind wisps through your let down hair
A voice calls out to startle your mare.
'I am the Great Spirit, the Great Mystery,
Listen to me for this will be history.
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Breathe me the cool air of the wind,
Stop the pollution, let the waters run clean again.
Remove the smog, industrial hogs,
Corrosion of the Grand Canyon
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Federal Bureau of Investigation,
More like 'Families Broken by Interrogation.'
In courts we are said to be lying while under oath.
The government agents say their own lying truth.
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They grew up living next door
Playing together and spending the night to sleep-over.
Their childhood memories are remembered days of the past
Through the continued habits now the memories still last.
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A Mother's love is stronger than any bough,
And we know how boughs can break.
She can turn tears into a smile,
Because a Mother knows the love it takes.
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If you think of pain which is extreme
This poem is worse than any you dream.
There was a man who loved everyone and Him
Who spared our lives to carry no sin.
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Compassionate thoughts and feelings of emptiness
Are almost always expressed in sadness, grief, or distress.
But in conflict of life and death there is a pause
For life is a common interest, for death there is no cause.
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The year of indigenous people, nineteen ninety-three,
Still we are struggling to be free.
Government money for our reservations getting lost in the political confusion,
Telling us we're receiving it through their mixed-up delusions.
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The days that have past I've been in wonder.
Does she like me, hear me, or think I'm a blunder?
I think to myself, 'she has her own life and I'm not included.'
With the rain dripping down as my feelings become diluted.
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Too many days we spend waiting for that day
When will we have our troubles taken away?
We smile in sympathy for the happiness of others
And then we shy away reluctant to discover.
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On a cold Christmas Eve night
I sit in the full moon light,
Houses lit in red, green, and white
I grab the cuff of my collar and hold it tight.
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I'm not even going to say a word.
My mind compels me to speak, but for what?
So I can angrily express something absurd?
I can deal with it on my own instead of getting my throat cut.
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You've always treated me like a brother
My uncles are like no other.
I am glad to hear that your life is progressing,
Not by being silent, but speaking up the feelings you are possessing.
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The emotions become intense and passion fills their eyes
It only takes once for the sparks to fly.
Cells divide and form within
This is where my life begins...
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As the clock strikes the midnight hour
Blackness fills the sky, the owl hoots and the field mice cower.
The ghoulish ghosts and freakish beasts
Rise from the depths on the one night they can roam the streets.
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I really like talking to you, not because you're attractive or a woman,
But from the safety of your eyes, determination of will, and ability to understand.
There is much power with your words of knowledge, truth, and respect.
And, I know I don't have to keep my feelings enclosed, with you, straightforward and direct.
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I was taken from my reservation,
They said I needed reeducation.
The traditions were forgotten, but surely not lost.
They said they would make-up the tribal ways that were tossed.
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'Curiosity kills, ' said the cat,
When its wonder betrayed more than that.
I do not see much choice in the matter,
When my brain is all but a scatter.
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Jason Summers Biography
I was raised in Gold Hill, OR with two younger brothers, Brian and Sonny. Growing up with my aunt and three uncles I gained a good work ethic in the wood industry. My grandfather had his own wood hauling business and ever since I could swing an ax I was helping him. I have 3 beautiful children, Dakota, Sierra, and Shasta. I have been writing since I was 13 and have written over 200 unpublished poems. It has been just a hobby that I am very proud of. I have written for weddings, anniversaries, funerals, birthdays, holidays, and many other occasions. I can usually write about anything I set my mind to and once I get an idea my hand flows across the page. I know that when people write it is often a part of them and I can sometimes sympathize with what other people are going through without having to experience it myself. I have one published poem that I submitted into a poetry contest, but unfortunately I had to buy the book in order to see it in print. Poetry has only been a hobby for me but I love to hear criticism from anyone who will read and/or listen. I like to write by telling a story that most of the time everyone can relate to. My signature style that I stand by is that I create a title first before I begin my poem.)
The Best Poem Of Jason Summers
A Second Chance
I decided to go to a party with friends I've known for years
And the first thing I noticed was a tub full of beers.
I grew up believing I could hold my own with a few
But a few became too many as the length of the party drew.
I began to stumble and check out women up and down
I finally got the hint that my friends didn't want me around.
Making my way to the door I heard, 'please, give me your keys.'
I turned and said, 'don't bother, ' as I dropped to my knees.
A pain in my stomach made me spit out every last dropp of beer
I stood up, dusted off, and grabbed a couple more before I nearly fell out of there.
Still behind me was that woman begging, 'stop! You're in no condition to drive.'
I opened the door and said, 'watch me, ' as she slowly closed her eyes.
I carelessly weaved in-between the yellow and white lines
Not realizing I couldn't keep it steady, like the car had it's own mind.
I sped around corners not knowing what lie ahead
I glanced down for just a second and noticed I was going over a hundred.
I looked up to lights blinking, a horn blaring, and a van moving left and right
I slammed on my brakes as quickly as I could and brought my arms up to block my sight.
We hit head on and I was thrown from my car
I lay sprawled out and unconscious but not far.
I woke up wondering what had happened and where I had been
I looked up and saw something I could never imagine.
Two cars that were fused into one,
Where one had ended the other had begun.
A mangled mass of steel composed of shattered glass
Tires had blown from impact and the engines fumed like steam baths.
I stood up the best I could, my head bleeding, my left arm lay at my side,
Instantly I sobered up and limping to the van I looked inside.
A husband and wife lay motionless from the best that I could see
I looked a little harder and there lay a boy no older than three.
I cried and screamed before falling to my knees,
'How could this happen? It should have been me.
What kind of God are you to let me live and them die? '
And before I spoke again I heard a baby cry.
I broke out a window and took her from her seat,
She trembled and cried just wanting to eat.
I checked her for cuts and breaks just to be sure,
Not a scratch on her, the family's sole survivor.
My day had come when the judge was called in
No witness had come forward but my future looked grim.
I stood up before him as he spoke strict and stern,
'This is the price you'll pay and a lesson you'll learn.
There is no relative living for this baby girl
So, by order of the court and your previous record of good will
I sentence you to 7 years in prison and 5 on parole
And prior to your release you'll have a fatherly role.
You will raise this child as if she were your own
Then tell her the truth of her life once she is grown.
On the night you drove off without a moment to pause
You will now deal with the guilt and the grief for yourself you have caused.
Case closed.'
For the lives I've taken God has given me a second chance to set things right
Now with a baby girl I must call my own I'll begin a new life.
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