Purple Haze
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Purple Haze purports to describe "nondescript days" but that's just a poetic haze that subtly brings the reader to this poetry's real clarity, which is its ability to pose questions. These poems situate the "I/You" of the lyric's spoken voice in a passionate, sometimes erotic, interrogation of imagination and feeling that is looking for answers. The echo is palpable while Candice James sings "'Scuze me" while I write these poems.
– Fred Wa, Canadian Parliamentary Poet Laureate 2011-2013 and Officer of The Order of Canada
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Purple Haze - Candice James
Stone Soul
Your heart is too brittle for loving.
Your teachers were too drunk with wine
To lead you to wisdom…
Your jazz riddled song,
A suspended chord,
Abandoned before it began.
You never heard
The taste of my hunger
Or hungered for my taste.
You touched me with second hand fire
But still I lingered and languished
In the left over embers
And savoured the burning.
Strangers in all ways but one,
I wash over you in passionate waves
And soak you in my hunger
With a tension that bends desire
From grace into fury.
I fall through myself
Into your loose embrace
Hoping for a soft landing;
But your heart is too brittle for loving.
I lay wounded amongst your scars
Trapped in the stone of your soul.
Angular Circles
The days pass by in angles and circles,
Jagged edges and smooth trails
As I travel to somewhere,
Losing this,
Misplacing that,
On the way to tomorrow.
Highways, roads, pathways
Leading toward,
Leading away,
Travelling blind
Through back alleys of disguises
In a shape shifting landscape
Of microcosmic errors.
I journey on
Through diminishing years
Recalling smiles and tears,
Days of roller skates wagons and bicycles
Riding full circle back to myself
On the broken wheels of yesterday.
In this moment of grooved silence,
My indulgences and iniquities rise up
In shredded flags of unconditional surrender:
Mistakes,
Roads not taken,
Memories I never made
Still haunt me.
I wander the angular circles of my mind
In a never-ending maze.
Sometimes I see you there,
And I smile through a tear.
Nights and Moons
My feet pressed nights and moons
Into passionate poems,
Whispered through the lips
Of a hard edged star
That shone your kiss into my face,
Slapped my ink into words,
Glued my page to that moment.
Mesmerized and speechless
To the twenty-seventh degree of fascination
Your arms encircled me
And pressed nights and moons from the sky
Against my heart,
Against my breath,
Against my death.
Moments…
There were moments like these
Disguised as blessings
Before we ripped off their masks
And laid their bare bones
On the sacrificial blaze of doubt.
Our hearts grew cold.
Years dissolved into days,
The days into seconds.
The moments burnt out.
And now,
My feet press nights and moons
Into stone cold poems:
Bittersweet like lemon frost;
Stinging like deep forest needles;
The flavour and texture of tears.
Signature
On the road to Hope,
I gaze through the passenger window.
Trees pass by
Ink blots, blurs of green,
Smeared against the sky’s gray blouse.
Unframed paintings of moving still life.
Monet dreams dreaming
Ushering an early dusk
Into nature’s low lying, fog-encrusted theatre.
I sit,
Someplace between my signature
And a half-written page.
The waning fog
Flows into the hard-edged corner
Of a wayward star.
I watch the world dim
In slow motion fade out,
As I sign my name
To another day…
Passed away.
Phasing
Hint of aftershave
Laced with scent of sweat,
Lusty mornings,
Torrid nights,
Our bodies waxing full
Beneath a waning moon.
The afternoons crawl in
On caterpillar feet,
Holding twilight at bay.
The mid-day sun
Melts the shine off this dream,
Slides across an organdy sky,
Creeps into the fading horizon.
The day dissolves.
Inside the knives of night
We ready ourselves
To carve a new legacy
Onto the mirrored dark.
With blended flame
Of musk and lavender
We stir the embers to perfection.
Sated by our sensuous repast,
Our bodies wane
Beneath a moon waxing full.
A Small Destruction
We sat, as usual,
Chilled