Wednesday, May 30, 2012

Atlantis (Poetry)

Artwork by: Irene Nowicki
Let's take a trip...

A trip that merges the genres of
Science Fiction,
Fantasy,
And "based on a true story"

A trip that will be
a wonderland of vegetation and waterfalls
when the road transforms into memory lane

Lets take a trip to happiness...

But the maps are conflicting
This lack of direction is restricting

The trip was taken... but it will never end
The biggest trip taken was the one within

Begin...

-Jon Chambers

Tuesday, May 15, 2012

Ignorant DNA (Poetry)

Artwork by: Corina Chirila
Where am I?
How did I get here?

This is what I would’ve uttered
as a newborn if language
was not yet foreign to me.

For years I asked these questions
For years I received answers

All of a sudden everything clicked
Until the data began to conflict
I was guided by authority’s false sense of leisure
Little did I know that they didn’t know either

-Jon Chambers

Saturday, May 5, 2012

The Future Me Part 2 (Poetry)

Artwork by: Giovanni Rapiti
The moments are fleeting.
Everything I’ve ever known is slowly being
dismantled and reconstructed.
But nothing in this life was ever permanent.
The change is welcome.
Fighting it would lead to a war with my future self
which will soon manifest itself in the present.
And I’m an advocate for peace
So me and my future can never compete

-Jon Chambers

Saturday, April 28, 2012

Ignorance (Poetry)


Artwork by: Marina Petro
Is ignorance really bliss?
Maybe it's premature primal pleasure
that dies at the site of inevitable injury
Or maybe we have complicated ignorance
Out of jealousy...
Us with our figurative language
Our dictionaries and meaningless searches for meaning
Our fancy clothes to accompany a mouth
that will never again make the shape it once made
when we saw our first flower

-Jon Chambers

Tuesday, April 3, 2012

My Poetic Truth (Book)


NOW AVAILABLE FOR PURCHASE ONLINE WITHIN THE USA

My Poetic Truth is a journey through the human experience. It is more than a random collection of writings that are placed sporadically without purpose or direction. The poetry is broken down into sections that give the poems context and come together to create a story of growth, awakening, and acceptance. The subjects are common enough to be relatable, while unique enough to offer new perspectives and stretch the boundaries of ordinary perception.



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I Just Want to Create (Poetry)

Artwork by: Leo Strawn Jr
I just want to create

I want to give the world words that are infinitely interpreted
Words of yesterday's memories of tomorrow's regrets
Words that transcend temporal limitations
Words that connect to emotional ecstasy and hedonistic Hell

I just want to create

-Jon Chambers

For the Cause of Religion (Poetry)

Artwork by: Prashil Pazare
Her eyes are windows,
But not to her soul…
Her eyes are windows to her lack of perfection,
For in them I see my own reflection.
I see my own insecure fears
that run from the road like deer.
They run from the road of progression.
They make illegal u-turns through red lights
down one way streets in the opposite direction.

I broke these windows and closed the blinds forever.
Then I closed my own so we could lie together.

-Jon Chambers

Tuesday, March 27, 2012

Trendy Revolutionaries (Poetry)

Artwork by: Arisa Niwa
Our generation’s revolutions are flawed
We are frauds…
We’re not down for the cause
We’re down so we can receive a round of applause

Our ancestors used to lose sleep
Our ancestors were never discrete
Our ancestors used to march the streets
But we send out a few tweets and retreat

At this rate things will never be fair
But if it’s not affecting us… we never really cared
One day we’ll grow old and say: “look at what we did”
I feel sorry for our kids

-Jon Chambers

Tuesday, March 20, 2012

Spring (Poetry)

Artwork by: Michele G. Dodds
Spring serenades Mother Earth with early morning bird calls
It sprinkles seeds into her fertile core
It is like a new beginning
It is beautiful.
Its flowers bloom into marvelous visual spectacles,
Representing the preferable half of decay and renewal.

Its days grow longer…
Enlightening us and casting away darkness
Allowing the faith of mustard seeds to harvest
Allowing us to retreat from hibernation…
Step outside… and enjoy God’s marvelous creation

-Jon Chambers

Aloof (Poetry)

Artwork by: Alex Grey
Reminiscing in the darkest alleys under fictitious fortresses
I see the light... but only when my eyes are closed
The colors, the colors... all of the lights
Stuck in my mind... all of the nights
Do the social creatures know a bliss such as this?
Or is it dependent on inconsistent affirmation?
Or perhaps their bliss is pure
Intertwined spirits obeying the intent of the gods

-Jon Chambers

Thank You (Poetry)

Artwork by: Alex Grey
Creating is a wondrous act of spiritual insight
Letting the muses strum tunes in my subconscious
Letting conditioning lie in the morgue next to stubborn beliefs
Letting my inner emotion paint limiting language with infinite interpretation

But will they understand?
Will they condemn the red paint on my creative hands?
Will I give my all and be left exposed?
Stripped down to my roots while they torture my soul?

Then somebody tells me that they can relate
Then somebody tells me that this is my fate
This is the reason I continue to create

Thank You.

-Jon Chambers

Wednesday, March 14, 2012

Saturday, February 25, 2012

Outer Space (Poetry)

Artwork by: Eugene Von Bruenchenhein
On the third planet from the sun I'm out of place
I belong in outer space
I belong in the limitless galaxy without form
I belong on a planet without norms
Take me where judgment is foreign and oneness is instinct

Welcome to the sanctuary
Where we submit to the Christ
Welcome to the third dimension
Where we don't understand life

All we know is that we're here for a reason
Or maybe not
Maybe God knows all
But maybe he forgot

All I know is that I'm out of place
I belong in outer space

-Jon Chambers

The Future Me Part 1 (Poetry)

Artwork by: Rich Pellegrino
I hate the future me
I can't control him
I can't alter his thought pattern
I can't infiltrate his mind with motives from the past
I can't predict his madness
His motives...
I can't carry his baggage

-Jon Chambers

Monday, February 20, 2012

180 (Poetry)

Artwork by: Vanessa Garcia
Puzzle pieces morphing with time
I thought our destiny was divine
Conflicting desires… both clearly devoted
Actions with misunderstood motives
Silent screams… broken hearts
Nothing can rekindle the flame from the start
Helplessness…
Good intentions with corrupt thoughts
Bad karma with good motives
Hopeful beginnings transformed into probable endings
Unlikely mending

-Jon Chambers

Saturday, February 11, 2012

Poem About Nothing (Poetry)

Artwork by: Robert Panzullo
Onions in the sky… don’t touch the vibe
Non-permanent patterns and basking in the present
Lilies are blowing in the winds of change
But I’m at peace.
Peace…
War…
Insecurities leading to premature deaths
But the insecurities survive
Love is blind
Happiness is in your own mind
Nobody can define

-Jon Chambers

Wednesday, February 8, 2012

Limits (Poetry)

Artwork by: Minnie Evans
Countless lives
Countless worlds
Solitary distinctive lessons
I envy the omnipresent
This life is so restricting
There’s so much to see
There’s so much to feel
But only one person I can be

-Jon Chambers

Dreaming to Death (Poetry)

Artwork by: Markovski Artem
Chasing dreams through the dark alleys of danger
Surrounded with black cats
Sorry Madre... I'm stepping on cracks
I await that same fate, the world’s weight is on my back
And it's intertwined with knives
Thanks to a smile induced by no real emotion
Thanks to villains and vultures under the moonlight
Thanks to my heartlessness that needed retaliation

Chasing dreams through the dark alleys of death
I wonder what's next

-Jon Chambers

Thursday, January 26, 2012

After Defeat (Poetry)

Artwork by: Todd Marinovich

There's a downpour in the windows to my soul
In my hand is a gun...
The bullets pierce deep into my confidence
These toxins are altering my consciousness

Will I ever know success?
Hopefully we meet before I get to know death
None of your words will numb this pain
None of your uplifting speeches will rekindle my flame
The fictitious flattery does nothing for my tortured soul

The despair is transformed into anger
Transformed into blame
I was so committed...
So I'll blame my failure on conspiracies and critics
Maybe I'll just curl up and die
Or maybe I'll convince myself I never really tried

-Jon Chambers

Thursday, January 19, 2012

Depression (Poetry)

Artwork by: Mark Sharer

My mind whispers tales of contradiction
My body begs for sedatives and toxins
My heart yearns for the love I lack within
My soul is lonely...
It travels aimlessly through abstract realities
It guides me with an intangible map
My negligent ego denies the existence

Overridden with emotion
Insecurities intertwine with fear
Unaligned chakras and tattooed tears

Unsure of my direction
Waiting on depression
She intrudes into my residence
She kidnaps my joy and harasses my destiny
She hides my love and kills my gratitude
She worships my fear and pays tithes to toxins

When I feel I have nowhere to turn
Depression sets a fire within my heart…
And lets it burn

-Jon Chambers

Thursday, January 12, 2012

My First Book (Announcement)


My first book entitled My Poetic Truth is reaching its final stages of completion. It should be available for purchase on my blog and hopefully Amazon.com within the next month. You may be wondering as to why you should purchase a book of my poems when I already make a lot my poems available for reading via the internet. The fact of the matter is that this thought almost stopped me from publishing. I wanted to give the public more than just poetry that is already easily accessible. As I began putting my book together at the beginning of last summer, I started to see that my poetry was telling a story. It was telling my story. In turn, this book is actually a story of my psychological and emotional journeys that happen to be accompanied by poetry that reflects a particular part of my story and conscious awakening.
My Poetic Truth is a journey through the human experience. It is more than a random collection of writings that are placed sporadically without purpose or direction. The poetry is broken down into sections that give the poems context and come together to create a story of growth, awakening, and acceptance. The subjects are common enough to be relatable, while unique enough to offer new perspectives and stretch the boundaries of ordinary perception.
I will offer more details as they become available.
-Jon Chambers

Monday, January 2, 2012

Resistance (Poetry)

Artwork by: Karen Musick

Uncertainty undermines the devotion
Fear of inability silences the stuttering Moses
The red sea closes...

Traveling against grains of opinions
Minuscule grains of unimportance and fictitious dominion
Professing to be wise men bearing gifts
Walking down the isle getting married to a myth

Their myths won't deceive me
Faith won't leave me
I just hope destiny receives me

So many paths... I just need the right one
So many history books... I just need to write one
I just hope I can plant my flag
Before I'm forced to wave a white one

-Jon Chambers

Sunday, December 25, 2011

Game Over (Poetry)

Artwork by: Ione Citrin

Skating on the thin ice of karma's overstepped boundaries
Swimming underneath are sharks...
Sharks and judges waiting on my morals to sever
Waiting to cast stones at my scarlet letters
Praying I collapse so I can lie with the lepers

Drowning in the cold December streams
Life flashes before me, remembering my dreams
Dreams submerged and deferred

Maybe next lifetime

-Jon Chambers

Wednesday, December 21, 2011

Social Networks (Poetry)


Stop it...
You keep detaching me from my reality
Feeding the mouth of my resistance
Entertaining my sheepskin covered with this pigmented flesh
Boredom sends you invitations unconsciously
Making time advance at record speeds
Procrastination loves you
My problems are momentarily sentenced to death
But they always survive...

Alternate worlds and infinite falsifications
All in search of gratification
I need to resist this temptation

Social networks...
Connected to everybody else
Disconnected from myself

Friday, December 16, 2011

Everything Was One (Poetry)

Artwork by: Sarah Lowe

Everything was one
Before everything begun
I was you
You were me
Everything was how it was supposed to be

We have fooled ourselves...
Fooled ourselves into thinking outside forces control us
Thinking they close doors to ultimate perception
Thinking they paint shut the windows of hope
Denied freedom cries force us into blame

Everything is one
The stars, the moon, the sun
I am you
You are me
Everything is how it's supposed to be

-Jon Chambers

Thursday, December 15, 2011

Exorcize Me (Poetry)

Artwork by: Francisco Goya

I need the best religion
I need an exorcism

These forces disconnect me from myself
At least the self I thought I was
The self I told people I was

Who are you?
What have you done with me?
Or maybe you're a part of me...
The part I buried alive
You have risen to haunt me
You have risen to taunt me
Showing me who I really am

Helping my psychological see
This isn't possession...
This is just me

-Jon Chambers

Wednesday, December 14, 2011

Psychological Nomad (Poetry)

Artwork by: Mimi Knoop

My attic has the thoughts of an addict
Never stagnant… psychologically nomadic
Passive passion and violent crimes
A killer is locked away in the corridors of my mind
Christ is in a tomb in the chambers of my heart
Tempted by a serpent slithering through the night
Dwelling in my shadows… we’ll never be apart
Bringing the fear of death to the tree of life
A suffering savage withholding truth
An elder with fruit withheld from the youth

Every time I’m on edge I’m afraid to jump
Afraid of the potential karmic debt
Afraid of the demons that I thought I suppressed
Afraid of losing this pedestal that I deny
My attic has the thoughts of an addict
Never stagnant… psychologically nomadic

-Jon Chambers

Tuesday, December 13, 2011

Empty Empathy (Poetry)

Artwork by: Sophie Tarantino

Repressed regrets denied for years
Given new life… baptized with tears
Fear… pride… empathy dies
Hopelessly resurrected on the fourth day
The stone was rolled away… but the witnesses have left
Did the empathy ever truly transcend death?

It’s alive…
But its invisibility leaves its recipient deprived
Left to force and falsify forgiveness

It’s alive
But it’s like the fallen tree in the forest
Lacking importance
Sorry is too late in the face of abortion

-Jon Chambers

Tuesday, December 6, 2011

Chames featuring Nate Ellis - "Contradictions" (Music)

Conflicted (Poetry)

Artwork by: State of Grace Graphics

Conflicted between confidence and resistance
Between conformity and proper petition
Between an eternal ecstasy promised by the priest
And the hedonistic greed on the hands of the thief
The conscious compete, while the prideful retreat
Conflicted between Constitution and compromise
Prophesized through conscious eyes

Conflicted between self-fulfilling prophecy and destiny
Between harmony and supremacy
Between war and serenity
Scribed in the myths as the demonic and the heavenly

-Jon Chambers