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Wednesday, November 9, 2011
Saturday, July 30, 2011
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Thursday, June 16, 2011
Sunday, April 17, 2011
1 picture is worth a thousand concrete statements
1 picture is worth a thousand concrete statements
no doubt this is truly
the creed of greed....
they try to force feed us bullshit
and pay made up fees
and our throats bleed
Yet I have all the power I need
2 discover the lies
I can easily
uncover the disguise
with 2 simple questions,
why not and why
God' Ble$$ AmeriKKKa
they all justify their alibi's
answers and solutions
not seen with their own eyes
since the beginning
our history gets spackled
they warned us all along
about snakes skins and apples
and look where we are
wanting the same fruit baked
for the sake of gettin a slice
of that pipe dream in caves
that dont exist yet we still crave
it took a WOMAN to free slaves
pen gelled together
yet still we're tryin to save...
~~ Jamie
and look where we are
wanting the same fruit baked
for the sake of gettin a slice
of that pipe dream in caves
that dont exist yet we still crave
it took a WOMAN to free slaves
pen gelled together
yet still we're tryin to save...
~~ Jamie
Thursday, April 15, 2010
Champ's Words Is Jamie's Bond ( Champ/Jamie Bond Collaboration)
(Da Champ/Jamie Bond Collaboration)

Da Champ
Today and forevermore
my love for you is enshrined in
the depths of my
heart. You have personified all that
I need to be whole in the essence of a
Phenomenal Woman. Grander of
happiness is upon my chest, when I feel your
warmth near my beating aorta
I take this moment
to conjure up some bravery to utter
the words that have been imprisoned
in my cortex for far to long. I have bravado in my
words, but to speak into your eyes and see
what has been given unto an unworthy soul
such as mine is my honor
Allow me to say this will all sincerity
I LOVE YOU
Jamie Bond
every job i walk into i make no outside friendships
i asses the group and call none of them friends cuz its bullshit
because i know I'm gonna be these folks boss someday
so i remain distantly fair but impersonal
cuz I'm all about the business
i was hired to tend to no clicks allowed
but if you were there one look and
I'd have had to request my pink slip
cuz yo
game recognize game and a queen knows her king
make 6 figures and can't figure out shit I'dda had to quit
because love and work surely don't mix
unless of course we own the business
so i say to you champ from day one
you had me when we connected
you're poetic flow i admire and deeply respect it
in your time of need; call on me your a few hours away
wutcha need? be it a hug, a back rub or a sounding board
loyalty unwavering be my statement and I'll be ur underscore
forever etched like a tattoo my heart is forever yours
my business is pleasure when it comes to you
friends forever stick to you like gum on ur shoe!
you need a nigga faded then lemme grab my clippers
cuz when i say i love you too its from the heart not the zipper
Jamie Bond/Champ Collaboration All Rights Reserved
"She called me poetry"
"She called me poetry"
nyla liked this pic and she said:
Nyla Alisia
You are so beautiful! This picture, your smile, now THAT is poetry!
... ohhhh ...okay.. Your writing prompt: "She called me poetry"

my response:
Jamie Bond
she glimpsed at my soul and took a double take
she said hello poetry where have you been?
my response was humble I knew it was inspiration...
I smiled back like a camera flash anxious to begin
but I held back and said I'd love to share but I'm scarred
of what? she asked; giggling I dunno I responded
I haven't written about it yet...
so many wonderful things fluttering around my mind
like trying to catch butterflies without a net
my favorite one is out of reach and I wait for it to land
my thoughts scattered and so simply unique
like every grain of sand...
so I write and type and I think and I sigh
and when I feel strongly about it I get an audience
but when it feels too personal I mute the audio
the very fact that I graduated and no one asks for credentials
paying student loans and my thought process requires very little potential
it feels effortless and I seem disenchanted
but my opinion matters to of the most important people in my life
courage, consciousness and inspiration they are to Me Myself & I
~~ IBJB 4/13/10
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nyla liked this pic and she said:
Nyla Alisia
You are so beautiful! This picture, your smile, now THAT is poetry!
... ohhhh ...okay.. Your writing prompt: "She called me poetry"

my response:
Jamie Bond
she glimpsed at my soul and took a double take
she said hello poetry where have you been?
my response was humble I knew it was inspiration...
I smiled back like a camera flash anxious to begin
but I held back and said I'd love to share but I'm scarred
of what? she asked; giggling I dunno I responded
I haven't written about it yet...
so many wonderful things fluttering around my mind
like trying to catch butterflies without a net
my favorite one is out of reach and I wait for it to land
my thoughts scattered and so simply unique
like every grain of sand...
so I write and type and I think and I sigh
and when I feel strongly about it I get an audience
but when it feels too personal I mute the audio
the very fact that I graduated and no one asks for credentials
paying student loans and my thought process requires very little potential
it feels effortless and I seem disenchanted
but my opinion matters to of the most important people in my life
courage, consciousness and inspiration they are to Me Myself & I
~~ IBJB 4/13/10
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23 Psalm of Jamie
23 Psalm of Jamie

23 Psalm of Jamie
Expression is my outlet I shall always have It maketh me write the feelings I can not repress
Responsibly when consciously shared it restoreth me if someone can identify with what’s said
And even as I walk thru the ghetto I fear not a one, no crack head, not even a thug with a gun
My paper and pen are prepared for me as I am the conductor of all which flows thru me
In the presence of all enemies I remain unfazed it is my right as an advocate it is my creed
For these channel of thoughts runneth over as I’m am just a liaison between worlds
Surely goodness and love are my karma as I spit my thoughts and bring em forward
~~IBJB 4/14/2010
7 lines challenge... ( JAMIE )
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23 Psalm of Jamie
Expression is my outlet I shall always have It maketh me write the feelings I can not repress
Responsibly when consciously shared it restoreth me if someone can identify with what’s said
And even as I walk thru the ghetto I fear not a one, no crack head, not even a thug with a gun
My paper and pen are prepared for me as I am the conductor of all which flows thru me
In the presence of all enemies I remain unfazed it is my right as an advocate it is my creed
For these channel of thoughts runneth over as I’m am just a liaison between worlds
Surely goodness and love are my karma as I spit my thoughts and bring em forward
~~IBJB 4/14/2010
7 lines challenge... ( JAMIE )
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Sunday, October 11, 2009
Reckless Caution

Reckless Caution
It’s hard to maintain your composure
And live righteously among the wolves
Sometimes I feel as though I smell like fresh blood
And the sharks are looking to get me if they could
Ah; that’s a bit much
But the awareness of my vulnerability doesn’t seem to lift
My headaches are getting worse and my stress seems to shift
I handle it though;
As though someone’s thrown me the ball to run with
That has no one to pass it along to
But I miss those days
When I could take turns with the games we played
Like monkey in the middle and hot potato!
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Wednesday, September 9, 2009
Infernal Deterioration
Infernal Deterioration

His mind was sharp, reactions on point
But his heart was callous just around the edges
As I wedged myself between his mind and soul
He bounced off and jack knifed right off a ledge
A sliding door I saw his brilliance without a score but he was bored
And I had more faith in him than he had in himself I knew he could do more
I saw in him an infrared light, for him I had nothing but pride and love
And my mission was to be his exfoliator HA!! I was his body scrub
Slowly peeling his layers back like I was Mighty Joe with a banana
He kept squatting & swatting at me like a gnat agitated in his pajamas
And So as I courted the essence of his soul in a view so panoramic
I worked on him relentlessly in the love lab like a skilled shop mechanic
Then I resuscitated and resurrected his hopes
Freed his mind from the slave plantation
I bought vision to nonproliferated thoughts
Like I was tha make a wish foundation
He was healed by what I could share, he was alive and strong
Once again he was restored
The hibernating beast within him transformed
Into a jaguar now, plugged in like a power cord
Disgruntled as he saw through all the lies
Coupled with a discomfort in his minds third eye
That he could not describe, couldn’t reach, explain or heal it
Feeling unconsoled & selfish about his self control
Knowing dammn well he can’t conceal it
Externally he was cured, topicort no more;
Yet internally his eczema was itching at his soul
He can’t scratch it he’s gotta match and I could see the inferno
Of a fire, of desire as he aspires despite the next plateau
A flameless fire ignited inside of him
He was tired I could see it in his eyes
A quiet chaos required my rescuing him
From himself just this one last time
Waking up I’m petrified for him
Pleading please get out of the way
Sweating, Heart pounding, screams soundless
But the scenes always same
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Saturday, August 29, 2009
Purp ‘ole soul with a Purposeful soul
Purp ‘ole soul
With a
Purposeful soul

Black is
The combination
Of all colors
White is
The opposite
Absence of them
Yellow is mellow
Calming like the blues
Beautiful spectrums
Of colors and hues
Red is pink
In its own
Mature power rage
Pink is purple
In a growing
Adolescent’s stage
The intrinsic
Soul of purple
Is so very
Imperial
Passionate
And majestic
Purple is
A delicate mix
Of alizarin crimson
With ultramarine blue
If seen
Thru a prism
Or the
Right time of day
Has a
Breathtaking almost
Unexplainable
View
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Monday, August 24, 2009
The Reborn Dragon

The Reborn Dragon
As he emerges from his shell
The dragon breathes in deep
He sniffs the sir so fresh and cool
To arouse him from his sleep
From a long and lovely respite he wakes
Refreshed and full of life again
A deadly rival he now makes
Against those foolish armored men
Princes and knights who gallantly fight
To own a maidens hand
Beware of the reborn dragons might
And his will to rule the land
~~ Jamie
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Tuesday, August 18, 2009
Extensive Aloofness
Extensive Aloofness
He thinks
I’m running from him
But I’m not
I try to keep my distance
When my stomach is in knots
He knows I like him a whole lot
Yet this dude is a keeper
But he loves me not
So as long as its fun
He’ll stick around
So long as I don't get clingy
He won’t be my bounce
He hugs me with his smiles
My eyes drink him slowly for awhile
Sex is the jury I suppose my love is on trial
Lust has become my ulterior life style
Desire is my specialty especially for me
Timeless moments spent apart
Yet together every few weeks
~~Jamie
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Thursday, July 9, 2009
About Me...

I simply love to laugh
But I'm gonna smile regardless...
I'd like to think that things
That come from the heart are
Not just poetry or deep thoughts
It's a little more than that...
My words are transformed
Into tuneless soul songs
If the right music
Is in your head
Then you will feel me
as your heart sings along
and if it doesn't
that's okay as well
It just means
That perhaps you
Haven't experienced
My Joy or Hell...
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Monday, June 15, 2009
A Journey Thru Time

A Journey Thru Time
Merlin Merlin, magic man
Man so old and wise
Show me that far away land
That’s hidden in your eyes
That place where
Wizards and witches dwell
Where knights and dragons roam
Where giant castles are the mystical place
That knights and queens deemed it a home
Thru your eyes show me the time
When Pegasus took to the air
Give me a glimpse of long ago
Before you take me there
~~Jamie
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Thursday, June 11, 2009
Morning Sunset

Morning Sunset
As usual the morning starts without me once more
Seems like my job is to waken the birds before 4
That morning sun seems to elude me at work
Sneaks up somewhere between the buzz and the chirps
How can I work night shift for so long and never see it rise
While the sun is rising I'm still in the building with my allies
Colors for sunset/ sunrise doesn’t matter I already know this
All I know is lately like 10 years now I barely notice
When I’m at work it rises when I’m asleep it sets
Time is passing by too soon I got sunrise regrets
My correlation is more based in the hours of darkness
I know all the phases of the moon and its adorableness….
Funny thing is on my days off my bed is facing the west
So my hours awake are pretty much the same except
If I lay on my back and look upside down at it
About 5:45am It truly is a morning sun set
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Sunday, June 7, 2009
Anonymously Incognito

Anonymously Incognito
Relax lay your head down on my lap
Permit me to read something sweet to you
As we sit in the sun against a weeping willow tree
And as I stroke your left eyebrow and put you to sleep
Allow me to stimulate you mentally
Let me be your Autumn Breeze
Confidence precedes me
Yet I’m still a little uneasy
The flutter I feel in my tummy
Feels like when I first fell in love
I feel vulnerable yet excited
I’m having anxiety attacks
My heart is beating so fast
My feelings feel like glass
Wonder if you can see thru me as I continue to read
Can you feel and envision my thoughts as I proceed
I’m reading to you like it’s an unknown source
Anonymous to you to protect my personal thoughts
And someday you’ll realize it was me all along
It’s your job to figure out the tune to my songs
So for now I read to you and you’re content as can be
And you are overwhelmed at the coincidences that seem to be
You say get outta my head: get outta my life
Dang something similar happened to us right?
These poets are always way before their time
Staring up at me wistfully you wish I could rhyme…..
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