zine
flowers
HOME  ABOUT  FICTION  POETRY  ART  SUBMIT  NEWS  MORBID  ZINES  ODDITIES  BEWARE  CONTACT  PLAGUE  SHRIEKS  SIMON.CLARK  BOOKS  FILMS  TIPS

J. Michael Seals

The January First Selected Poet is J. Michael Seals

Please feel free to visit J. Michael at: jmichaelseals@gmail.com

J Michael Seals

EDEN

We pissed on Eden’s flowers
Then set fire to all her trees
With pride and endless folly
We are much worse than disease
Everything we touch is damaged
We know no value on this earth
We were given endless paradise
Eternal life and painless birth
Still we chose death over living
We chose pain and misery
We destroy what was created
Chose the illusion we were free
I can’t help but sit and wonder
What there is here left to love
We embrace the fallen angels
As we deny the Savior’s blood
We were given Eden’s beauty
Given all that we could eat
But in this ancient garden
Choosing knowledge brought defeat

BETTER

There must me something better
Something I cannot see
Swirling thoughts just steal my peace of mind
And corrupt my memory
I try to close my eyes and pray
As I lay awake within this storm
I wait for Him to answer me
Why am I here? Why was I born?
There must be some reality
Or an elusive missing link
To help me hold my head up high
While in quicksand I sink
If they battle for my heart and soul
Should I really care who wins
If I am only property
a prisoner of my sin
My war-torn disposition
Caught between this day and night
Abdication of my mind it seems
Is was it takes to make it right
If I give away all of my thoughts
All my love and hatred too
Become your willing monkey
Could I restart this life renewed?

PARALYSIS

The shadows rest upon me now
And robs me of my peace
My tortured mind begging for rest
I only want to sleep!
They lead me through the darkest halls
While whispering in my ears
I try to scream or run away
But they never disappear
They hold me down. They know my name
They smell and taste my fear
Abandoned by the light of day
And my God is nowhere near
Why is it me they cling to?
When all I want to do is hide
I want to rest and have my peace
Before I finally die

Between being a devoted father and husband, and working a fulltime job, J. Michael Seals manages to find time to engage in multiple hobbies…all of which play an important part in becoming the person he’s always wanted to be. Supporting the growing organic food movement, growing super-hot peppers, enjoying nature, and all aspects of music, he finds writing the most cathartic of his interests. His small-town Iowa upbringing coupled with the diversity of Middle Tennessee (where he now resides) has helped him discover what life is truly about, and exploring self expression and individualism rank highly on this grand list of life.