Tag: James Babbs

Little Town by James Babbs

Little Town a little town in the middle of nowhere but everyone has to live somewhere right? I’ve been living here all of my life I never really thought about going anywhere else except maybe to Florida I think maybe it would be nice to retire to someplace warm maybe settle down in another little …

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Cicadas by James Babbs

Cicadas        1. when we were children we collected the skins left behind on the trunks of trees        2. when I was young my father called them locusts and I didn’t question him        3. they seem much louder now that summer is almost gone James Babbs has been writing for most of his life but he …

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Between Two Fields by James Babbs

Between Two Fields while driving on a gravel road running between two fields I watched three deer slowly emerging from out of the corn and I saw them as they stopped for just a moment turning their heads to look at me before leaping toward the other field and disappearing into the corn on a …

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No One Knows My Name by James Babbs

No One Knows My Name sometimes I wish I were a real writer so I could write the words and tell you how I feel because if I were a real writer and people knew who I was I would write about love and compare it to the beauty of a mountain glinting in the …

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Birthday by James Babbs

Birthday -Tomorrow’s my mother’s birthday- I told her I picked up my beer and looked at the bottle -Oh she said she shifted in her chair -Are you going to go to the cemetery- I took a drink of beer and looked out the window -I don’t know I said -Sometimes I do but not …

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This Late Hour by James Babbs

This Late Hour even at this late hour coming home from nowhere important after most of the houses have already gone to sleep I, still, want to drive through town instead of just going straight home slowly down main street where nothing much remains past the post office on the corner and the fire station …

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I Saw Madness by James Babbs

I Saw Madness and I woke up after dreaming about madness and I saw madness right there smeared across the TV so I climbed out of bed and stumbled down the hallway and I heard madness being shouted by persons running around in the streets and I saw madness in some of the faces of …

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I Danced with My Mother by James Babbs

I Danced with My Mother my mother came to me last night in a dream but she was no longer an old woman she had become a young girl again and she laughed when she saw me and some music started playing she touched my arm with her delicate fingers and then we were dancing …

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If It Ain’t Broke by James Babbs

If It Ain’t Broke another late afternoon sun another early start to another long night of drinking and you would think by now after so many years of me doing this same thing over and over again that somehow I would have managed to have come up with something new but as I once heard …

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Dollar Store by James Babbs

Dollar Store yesterday when I was walking across the dollar store parking lot I thought I saw a woman I knew and I was just about ready to shout something at her when I realized she wasn’t the woman I knew but just another attractive woman whom I wish I had known and so I …

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