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Many GymPoems On One Page by Jim Nasium
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click here to go to The Complete Index The Robbery
now that my head's together
keep the window open
two strangers
another spring day
The Teacher
You May Think
The Longer You Stay Away
The Little Mission
Maybe Some Day
The Old Apple Tree
Cause I Love To Do You
The Alley
Find Myself Something To Do
The poem I wrote for the GymArt you see here
Please Don't Talk About Me
I Am Out Of Words
Now You Know Our Story
My Dream:I want to be published
Are You Saying That...
I saw her in at the bar last night




The poem I wrote for the GymArt you see here


Now where am I
I don't know this place
none of the others here
even have a face
they fly around above me
they show me what they can
I don't think that I want to
come round here again...

She bares her breast to me
I see her, and her desire
I try my best to run away
but get burnt, again from her fire
still flying high, above me
the other's laugh and call my name
I have no idea where I am
but I do not like this game
2000 Jim Nasium

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now that my head's together


now that my head's together
my body is falling apart
I got weak knees, a bad back
and a very tired heart
I need to take my meds each day
to just stay alive
now that my head's together
it's so hard to just survive

now that my head's together
I wonder what went wrong
am I really that stupid
why did it take me so long
to finally understand
the truth about living
is not to take what ever you can
but to give and keep giving

I finally got my head together
and my body fell apart
to bad I didn't understand
it all, right from the start
it took so long for me to see
what was going down
I wasted so much of my time
acting like a clown
2000 Jim Nasium

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another spring day


it was warmer here when it was winter
than it is now that it is spring
what happened to flowers blooming
and tree's budding, and everything
that I remember from the past about Springtime
I tell you it's all too strange
but to me it seems weather pattern's are changing
and never again will be the same

Out side on this new spring morn
the winds blow hard and long
there are no robin's and blue jays
singing their morning song
the rain is still falling hard and
there's fog and it's damp and cold
this is not how I remember Springtime
and I think the story need be told

Nothing is the same theses days
as it once used to be
there are so many people now
and it's all as confusing as can be
no one say's what they mean
no one mean's what they say
so I guess I'll just stay inside again
on this, another spring day
2000 Jim Nasium

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keep the window open


if you keep the window open
I will come to you in the breeze
then once I have been there
you will give me the keys
that opens the lock that
you keep on your heart
I know that you have wanted me
right from the start

if you keep the window open
I may come to you at night
the river will flow again
as I make you feel alright
and make you want to
do what ever I say
if you keep the window open
I will come to you some day...
2000 Jim Nasium

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two strangers


the river was flowing
the tree stood tall
the door locked
so that no one at all
would bother the two of them
as they played in her bed
he did all that she wanted him to
she did all that she said
she would do to him
on a warm Italian night
the mood was mellow
the feeling was right
the music was Mozart
the art by Monet
together for one night
the lovers did lay

the river had dried up
the tree fell to the ground
the lovers lie sleeping
they made not one sound
as they woke and dressed
ready to go off to work
she felt used
he felt like a jerk
two strangers that fate had
played with and made meet
spend one night together
and it was very sweet
2000 Jim Nasium

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The Longer You Stay Away


the longer you stay away
the more sure I am
I was right all along
wasn't I, again
when I thought I saw
that look on your face
you'd just get busy
start to clean up the place
little did I know
it was for him not me
I wasn't sure
but was starting to see
that things looked different
each time that I
would be there with you
and it made me cry
when you stopped treating me
like I was your king
all you did was scream
when you used to sing

the longer you stay away
the clearer it all becomes
with each new day
the beers and the rums
make me understand what
you did to me
and why it is
that were history
I just didn't want to
believe you a whore
but I can't help myself
thinking it, any more
no calls, no e-mail's
no drive by's late at night
the longer you stay away
the more I know I was right

1999 Jim Nasium

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The Robbery

The clang of the steel bars closing
locking me in my cell
sends shivers through my body
this place must be hell
the lights go out when it is time
for all inmates to sleep
the time when memories of the past
into our dreams will creep

Some of them will call out
to their victims, now in their dreams
some of them will sit up and cry
all night I hear their screams
the morning light at long last comes
the sun is warm on my face
as it comes through my little window
here, deep inside of this place

This prison, they have sent me to
for a crime I haven't done
I told them I was innocent
they asked me then why'd you run
that night when guns shots rang out
in that little back street cafe
and if you are really innocent, they said
then why didn't you stay

Tell us all what really happened
try to make us understand
why you didn't stay there
why you ran with your gun in your hand
I told them it was self defense
they said that couldn't be
someone must'a taken the victims gun
and set me up you see

He pulled his gun, held it to my head
as I sat there in the chair
He said to give him all my money
and strip down to my underwear
I slowly pulled my 45
out from under my arm
I shot the bastard 3 times
but I really didn't mean him harm

So here I sit for nothing
I was only trying to protect me
and the others in the cafe
from the robbery
but because some one stole the robbers gun
they say I committed the crime
and locked me away in prison
considered me low life slime

The lights go out when it is time
for all inmates to sleep
the time when memories of the past
into our dreams will creep
the days go by so slowly
each day worse than the one before
here I sit for the rest of my life
I'll never see the streets no more...

The clang of the steel bars closing
locking me in my cell
sends shivers through my body
and to me this place is hell
I am here for nothing
I just don't understand
all I did was defend myself
when I shot that robber, man...
2000 Jim Nasium

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The Little Mission


On a clean white beach on the jungle's edge
in a little bamboo cabin one morning
I awoke to find the bed empty
she had gone with out any warning

I went out in the morning sun light
and thanked God for another day
I knew it would be alright
so I danced in the sand lifted my hands and I prayed

Please God protect her
where ever she is
make her come back to me and all'a the kids

don't let her leave me
here all alone
I'm not that strong
I can't do this alone

On the same little jungle beach just a year ago
we started a mission in the Amazon where no one ever goes
we knew we could do it because we had Him with us
He was with us every day, He gave us the strength not to fuss

about the small thing's like no hot water, AC or light
we worked hard each day and in less than a fort night
we had a few building's, a dock and a boat
things were shaping up, on a positive note

we built Him a mission and then they all came
they brought us brown rice, fruit and some fresh game
they shared all their tribal custom's as we shared our's too
I love this place, I'm glad He sent us here, His work to do

She grew so tired, of no rugs on the floor
she said she wished that we had a lock on the door
and she wanted to flip a switch to turn out the light
when we got into bed, every night

she wanted hot water, she wanted to cook with gas
she got real lazy, and just sat on her ass
she didn't take pleasure from the mission no more
she got all bitchy, and her attitude was poor

I woke to find the bed empty early this morn
she was gone now, my feelings were torn
should I go after her, where could she be
or should I just let her go, after all she left me

so I went out into the morning sun light
I thanked God for another day
I knew everything would be alright
so lifted my hands and I prayed

Please God protect her
where ever she is
make her come back to me
and all'a the kids

don't let her leave me
here all alone
I'm not that strong
I can't run this mission alone

The people from the village came to me with news
that made me so sad, and gave me the blues
they told me they saw her face down by the river
she was wet and dead, it gave me a shiver

all covered with goose bumps
and with tears in my eyes
I look up to the havens
and screamed out WHY

Why did He have to take her away from me
there must be a reason but it's one I can't see
His word tells me that He'd never give
me more to deal with that I can take to live

but if he thinks her death
isn't too much to take
then he flatters me
and He made a mistake...

On a clean white beach on the jungle's edge
in a little bamboo cabin one morning
I awoke to find our bed empty
she had gone with out any warning
2000 Jim Nasium

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Her Photo

He keeps her photo by his phone
in the bedroom where he lays alone
on the bed that they once shared
when she loved him, when she cared
about what he did each day
he misses her, she would say
"hello baby, I'm glad you're home
I missed you so, I was so alone"
when he would return home from work
but now he feels like a jerk
it's his fault that she's gone
he should'a never done her wrong...

He keeps her photo by his phone
in his house, that was once their home
he wants his cake but wants to eat it too
seeing other women, lying about being true
this, the one thing she would not take
he made a very big mistake
thinking with the smaller of his two heads
he lie's alone now, on their bed
near her photo, by the phone
never has he felt this alone
but one think he knows to be true
tomorrow he'll find someone new
and start the same thing over again
it's a new beginning, it's not an end...
2000 Jim Nasium

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The Old Apple Tree

The Old Apple Tree is still there
right there near the creek
after all these years
it has grown some, and died some
the tree has stop bearing fruit
the trunk has grown over the old 2 X 4 steps
I nailed into it about 40 years ago
when I was a boy

The Old Apple Tree is a place I still walk to
when I go out for my walks
to get some fresh air
and to feel the sun on my face
I sometimes sit there, in it's shade
and close my eyes
I can relive days gone by
when I used to play here, as a boy

The Old Apple Tree is a part of me
and I need to go there from time to time
I find warmth, and an inner peace there
as I drift off into a dream
of days gone by me now
when my childhood friends and I would play here
in the warm summer sun

The Old Apple Tree will be there
long after I am gone
my days are numbered now
I can feel that they aren't long
I show my son this place
but it means nothing to him
the memories that I have of this place
and this tree will die with me, when my time comes...
2000 Jim Nasium

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Maybe Some Day


maybe your heart is breaking
I wouldn't know
what you'd do then
or where you'd go

maybe you're thinking of me
I wouldn't know
if you ever loved me
it never showed

maybe you understand now
drifting in and out
my life is too busy for anyone
that's what it's all about

maybe, some day
when I am older and gray
we'll meet again somewhere
maybe some day
2000 Jim Nasium

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The Teacher


We sat there near the wood forms
that held the wet concrete
that we had just poured
we were catching our breath, and resting
"as long as you do something you love
you will never work a day in your life"
were the words the teacher said to me
so very many years ago
he loved to work, and he loved his work
he would "only" work "a half'a day", he'd say
but he meant 12 hours
he took time to teach me how to use my hands
and passed the trade his father taught him on to me...
the teacher was my father
both his father and he are gone now
but these day's, when I'm out in the summer sun
and I rest to catch my breath, it's with my son
and it's he who is learning
so I told him what my father told me
"as long as you do something you love
you will never work a day in your life"
I look at him, he has my eyes
my arms, my chest, my hair
he is me...
he is my son
I wonder, will he be the teacher some day
and,will I be here to see it?
2000 Jim Nasium

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Cause I Love To Do You


please don't ever let me down
cause I'm not so sure
I'd have the strength to carry on
any more
such a strange desire
the fire
that burns in my soul
I only want to feel whole
again
like when
I used too...
before you
and now
what can I do
when I love to do you

please
don't ever let me down
cause I'm not so sure
I'd have the desire to
even go on any more
I mean why
when all I want is to die
when with out you
I need you
warm blanket like
the spike
calls
so please
don't ever let me down
cause I love to do you

2000 Jim Nasium

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The Alley

the alley was dark and wet
when he decided to walk on down
to the garage on the left
he tried not to make a sound
he knocked the secret knock that
was given to just a few
they let him in this den of sin
to do what he wanted to d

the floor was bare and dirty
the walls all torn and stained
everyone in this room
was blown out'a their brain
the smoke was thick and sweet
some were on the floor bugging around
but he paid no attention to any of them
cause he came here to get down

he took the little spoon that he
always carried with him
and heated up some water
getting ready to commit the sin
of shameless self-indulgence
why's it wrong to feel so damn good
he turned his back and cut no slack
he did the whole big bag, like he should

slowly slipping into a dream
a warm blanket of slam ran around
his spirit that was drifting off
he could not hear a sound
someone looked him in the eye
and offered him a kind word
he closed his eyes and drifted off
not a sound to be heard

the alley was bright and dry now
when he decided to leave that place
so many others had come and gone
it was really a freakin' disgrace
he knows what he must do for him
to feel the way he likes
too bad it has to be in a shooting gallery with
crack heads, junkie's, faggots and dykes
2000 Jim Nasium

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Find Myself Something To Do

When I do go out
every now and then
I always head down to the little cafe
on the corner of Main and Line

The cafe is a bit dark inside
but I can see in there very well
I know all the people who go there
I know why they all go there too

The bar is always busy
and the tables are mostly all full
a few couples are dancing to the loud music
but the real action is in the back bathroom

The smell in the back bathroom is sweet
it's crowded and the smoke is thick
there's junkies nodding in the corner
crack heads bugging on the floor

Anything you want or need is there
in the back bathroom of the little cafe
on the corner of Main and Line not far from here
and if you have the money, it can be yours

When I do go out every now and then
I am sure to have plenty of money with me
and always head down to the little cafe on the corner
and find myself something to do...

2000 Jim Nasium

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Please Don't Talk About Me


Please don't talk about me when I'm gone
after all I ain't done nothing wrong
it's just that I have had, all that I can take
starting up a love affair with you was a mistake
so, please don't talk about me when I'm gone
know that I am happy, sing a song
of days when we would lay together in a lovers knot
them days are gone now, it seems you have forgot
just how hard I tried to make this work
now I am alone and feel like a jerk
every thing I wanted is not gonna be
you are you and so it goes that I am only me
just please don't talk about me when I'm gone
2000 Jim Nasium

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You May Think

You may think that
she would be crying
but I don't think so
she's most likely off lying
and telling stories
of things seen through her eyes
I am tired and weary
of saying goodbyes
it's done and it's over
'tas but a dream anyway
tomorrow is coming
yesterday's passed away
and so has the sadness
the tears, and the why's
nothing shocks me much
not too much can surprise

you might think that
she would be
crying her eyes out
over what she did to me
but she is cold hearted
single and free
well at least that's what she said
last time she talked to me
but I see it all differently
to me it's a crime
yet I can't get too upset
after all she is slime
to do what she did
when she knew in her heart
I was forever hers
had been from the start

everything old has and ending
everything new has a start
I'm just some average guy out there
with a cold, black, broken heart
in time I'll pick up the pieces
and laugh like I used to do
but you'll have to excuse me now
cause I feel sick, and a little blue
it's time to do the one thing
that I could always do
when I need to get away
to thy own self be true....
2000 Jim Nasium

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I Am Out Of Words

I am out of words
I have nothing to say
there is no poetry
in me today
my heart has been broken
for the last time
I am out of words
I am out of rhyme...

I am out of words
I have nothing to write
sitting alone
awake again all night
there is a void now
deep inside of me
I have no more words
for you all to see...
2000 Jim Nasium

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Now You Know Our Story

was six years ago now
that I had met her on line
we wrote back and forth
and we did chat all the time

I asked her to meet me
and to come to my place
she thought it a good idea
there was no disgrace

that very first weekend
in the motel room
at that point she made up her mind
she wanted me as her groom

she moved from her homeland
to my little town
she has her own island
no one is around

she made room for me there
she wanted me there too
but I had other plans
about what I would do

I am a free spirit
and marriage is not for me
that's why the past six years
have been so rocky

she wants me to marry her
and take her away
I want to stay single
right here, is where I want to stay

she sees her self
one day as my wife
I only see trouble
stress, and strife

we tried our best
to just be friends
we'd work together
now and again

we made so much money
we had so much fun
but then one day
the party was done

coming home from school
she fell down a hill
she broke her ankle
it was rather bad spill

weeks in the hospital
reconstructive surgery too
they said she'd never walk
but she made up her mind to

and so things changed and
she wanted to be a wife
she needed the security now
and wanted me in her life

forever is a long time
and I had to be sure
I wasn't really ready
for her dream and what's more

I'm not into the things that
she likes to do
I am into adventure
and I need excitement too

I need new things
to keep me alive
I ain't into settling down
or any of that jive

I am just me and
she is just she
so what once was
can never again be

I take it easy
one day at a time
now you know our story
I just told it in rhyme...
2000 Jim Nasium

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My Dream:I want to be published

I have often dreamt about the day
when someone would come along
and ask if they could use my poetry
in a book, or for a song
they'd offer me a lot of money
and make me famous too
I have often had this dream
and now I share my dream with you

I have often thought about
what it would be like to be published
my money would come to me in the mail
all day I could sit on the dock and fish
writing silly poems about
the things I do all day
send them in to my publisher
and hope he says OK

I have always wanted to be
published, and hope some day soon
the stars and the planets will line up right
with the sun and moon
the powers that be will shine their light
and send good luck down on me
my work will be published around the world
and I'll go down in History...

I would love to have someone
come up to me some day soon
and ask me if I want to be published
even if I am as crazy as a loon
they'd give me a big deposit
for all my future work
I'd sit at home all alone all day
writing for dollars, like a jerk

I'd always try to meet my dead lines
I'd force my self to write
some new poetry and still find time to do
all the things I love to do at night
to me this would be a dream come true
I think I'd do ok
I have always wanted to be published
and hope I am discovered today!
2000 Jim Nasium

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Are You Saying That...

are you saying that you dated her
for a long time and just found out
that she lives a secret life
and now there is no doubt
that is she a prostitute
and loves what she can do
she does it for the money
she don't care if it makes ya blue

she's the best around they say
but no other gets her real love
she is only a play thing to them
she puts me on an alter above
the other men that she has known
trust me she has had her share
but now that I think about it all
I guess it isn't fair

who am I to judge her
after all she is my friend
and when we get over this tiff
I will go see her again
none of us are perfect
we've all a secret or two
and I guess we should all be free
to do what ever we want to do

are you saying that you dated her
for a long time and just found out
that she lives a secret life
and now there is no doubt
that she really loves you
and is in love with you too
are you saying that you're confused
and don't know what to do
2000 Jim Nasium

THE ORIGINAL VERSION OF Are You Saying That...

are you saying that you dated her
for a long time and just found out
that she lives a secret life
and now there is no doubt
that is she a whore
and loves what she can do
she does it for the money
she don't care if it makes me blue
she's the best around they say
but no other gets her real love
she is only a play thing to them
I put her on an alter above
the other woman that I knew
trust me I have had my share
but now that I think abou
t it all I guess it isn't fair
none of us are perfect
we all a secret or two
and I guess we should all be free
to do what ever we want to do
but what I am upset about
I can't explain to you
cause this is only another poem
and none of it is true
Jim Nasium

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I saw her in at the bar last night

I saw her in at the bar last night
in the corner dive
she was sitting there drinking
but she wasn't really alive
her eyes are sunken deeply
her hair is a rats nest
she is doing ok tonight
tonight she is at her best

She sits and drinks her drink and
smoke cigarette after cigarette
as if drinking and smoking
is gonna help her to forget
the mess she made of her life
and everything she lost
she sits and drinks silently at the bar
no matter what the cost

I saw her at the bar last night
sitting there with some guy
I over heard him ask her
wanna go out side and get high
I saw them leave together
I know what she is gonna do
I felt so very sorry for her
and wished there was something I could do

How can people let them selves
sink this very low
why do they not want to change
don't they even know
that life is good and for living
not to waste in some corner dive
I saw her at the bar tonight
she didn't even look alive
2000 Jim Nasium

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