long time, no see

I made black coffee to fill the need,

but something changed, I washed it down the sink.

I made black coffee to keep me strong,

but my doctor told me that's not good enough.

How do I move forward when the sun is not shining?

Why call yourself honest when we both know your lying?

Words on paper don't mean much these days.

Guard yourself in these unknown ways.

The mirrow looks good when I don't look in it.

Addiction seems handled when we're heavily medicated.

Stop writing and let's go have some coffee.

-J.A. Jones

you inspire my creativity

"Trees are tall, the sky is blue.

These lines caught me off guard thinking about you.

Buses run in circles, the pavement is cold.

I'm trying to be better, your smile makes me bold.

This coffee is strong, there's a swing in the park.

I feel like we're running like kids in the dark.

All these things are exactly as they seem.

I'm writing this poem and you're sleeping sweet dreams."

- J.A. Jones

(inspired by and written for my sweet honey-bee!)

looking for a way out

i had words before, but i turned the light off...
does anyone know where i can find the switch to turn the thoughts back on? -JAJ

pink marshmallows always get picked first

LOST & FOUND - THE EXHIBITION
Photography by J.A. Jones

By popular demand the exhibition continues a little longer than planned.
How great is that!!!

Yummy Patisserie / 428a Sturt Street, Ballarat
(4 doors down from Hayden Real Estate)

If you haven't been yet, go check it out... Seriously, go and check it out!

Cheers,
JAJ

LOST & FOUND - THE EXHIBITION!

moving, but not very fast

Hey friends,

Life is fairly hard at the moment. Facing some battles and the odds are not very favourable. Something I wrote yesterday pretty much sums up how it is at the moment. Hope you are well.

"...because we're all in this together,
just like the sunshine in bad weather,
so grab my hand and let's walk until we fall."
-JAJ

different words make different sentences

"A glass without the liquid,
a cup without the spoon,
a cloud without it’s raindrops,
a sky without it’s moon.

A swing with no playground,
a bucket with no sand,
a truck with no icecream,
will they ever understand?

A frame without a picture,
a body without a soul,
a picture without the story,
a life that isn’t whole.

She sits and waits,
he walks and talks.
If there's a message in the air,
can you please pass me the chalk?

Some people have to know the beginning,
while others are happy to wait.
The pieces on our board are moving...

I think it’s time to separate." -JAJ