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Best Poems Written by Jerry Golden

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A Lover's Entrée To March

How far can you fall and get back up 
How high can you jump
And keep your feet in the sand 

To touch grace and fall from within
Next to you I was out of my skin
I missed you yesterday and you leave tomorrow

A life spent in the shadows of lushly tint 
Smoke your waves 
Exhale the freshness of your menthol scent 
Home is what you call shelters that need no defense 

I’ll send 
You’ll say goodbye
I’ll send again
You won’t reply

If love 
Is the appreciation of another’s existence
Then goodbye
Is the anticipation of seeing you again

You and I, we’ll cruise the shores
Together we’ll settle with the wind 
The joy of a small hut, a lovers den

You’ll send
I’ll wonder why
You’ll send again
I will not reply 

"our songs for sale"

Copyright © Jerry Golden | Year Posted 2009



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Pieces of Eternity (Seasons Finale)

Maybe it’s unacceptable 
Live a life capable of a true fable 
True friends never end 
But take you back to where it all began 
But hey misery gave us something to believe in 
Stress became a greater award as we achieved sin 
What could I say? Our savior died on a cross tough as pig skin 
Never once cried over the loss 
Forbidden fruit, Eden garden 
Excuse me, my lord, I beg your pardon 
And so what if these medics carry life in a carton 
But I ain’t trippin 
Simply because this is me until my dying day 
Please stop crying, you know I can’t stay 
I’m going to be the same until my dying day 
Over in that casket is where I’m trying to lay 
That’s right until my dying day 
True lost souls from the dark side 
Forever, we as mortals ride 
Peace is nothing, I fend for quiet time 
Rebels in riot lines 
Previous high school graduates 
Symbols of an adjective running toward fate 
True personality suffer the privilege of inmates 
How could you hesitate to ask 
There’s no stranger under this mask 
Lonely and unholy, who’s there to console me? 
I want to get away, forever restless 
You can see my similarities with the ocean 
I’m stress less 
Because this is me until my dying day 
Please stop crying, you know I can’t stay 
I’m going to be the same until my dying day 
Over in that casket is where I’m trying to lay 
My son, my friend 
We are but pieces of eternity 
Mesh on, mesh off 
Even at our best times we’re soft 
Who’s to say I’d regret my decision 
To lead a sinners life without God’s supervision 
On a one man mission 
And I know I don’t come around much 
Got my palms in reality 
Searching for something softer to touch 
Whisper in my ear, death makes me blush 
And Hell only flatters me 
One and one, through matter the winds scatter me 
I ain’t trippin, baby girl get off your knees 
You’re in the arms of a future me 
And I can’t see heaven from a distance 
Fire me over clouds like a piston 
Marching through blood 
But it’s all mud and water to Darkhouse 
Stand still let me mark my spouse 
Live my life as an outcast 
How could you even picture me at my last? 
Dear lord show some mercy on my followers 
Bless those that swallow dust to follow us 
No need to borrow sympathy 
Unforgiving sorrow made my enemies envy me

Copyright © Jerry Golden | Year Posted 2006

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Reflections

For my days fall away
But I remember you 
I want to touch the memories
I just don’t know what to say
As my days fall away

I vaguely remember the chicken pox
Colored popcorn 
And my first grade made
Robotic cereal box
The hen and the fox

I remember wanting a fire truck one Christmas
The marble red paint
The glass window in which it stained
I remember my foster mom saying it’s this one or nothing
I remember being too stubborn to accept the smaller version

Its these memories I daunt 
It’s these reflections that constantly haunt
These were the highlights of my life
These were the only happy moments I knew
Yet I left them, moments so few

I remember where the wild things are
I remember marshmallow peanuts
Trick or treating and roasted pumpkin seeds
I remember visitation days 
The beach-less sand the way we as children once played

I remember the door that never closed
Mexican casserole and never getting enough
Being afraid to swim 
Yet finding my way to the roof of the house 
With no way of getting down

I remember my first field trip
The dinosaurs and wanting to be an astronaut
I remember my San Francisco 49ers jersey
Number eighty, jerry rice my favorite player
Now days I tend to only clash with the mayor 

It seems that images follow a window of time
And after it’s exhausted 
We summon them our memories

Copyright © Jerry Golden | Year Posted 2009

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Ur Angel of Sadness

I once was your Armageddon, your mystic legend
Times we argued, realized it was foolish and grinned
Times we laughed, time is a luxury we do not have
Let us old hands old man
The lady beside you, she sang a beautiful tune 
The things we don’t want to lose 
The loved ones we hate, similar to the above sons mate
The people we want to please 
Those we set a perfect yet fragile image
Only to be later ceased
Precious moments we so desperately want to keep 
Shh! You speak as though you’re never coming back
But I will not return, best wishes, Ur angel of sadness
I’m a survivor
I work miracles, I was yours
I was everything and nothing anyone would care for 
I am still your Armageddon, your mystic legend
My objectives to make you laugh, smile, and mourn
Your rapture, warriors of eternity, a child lost and torn
Mission suffered massive failure 
Let us hold hands this final hour
For your misery is ours
You can say you loved him
You can say you placed no other above him
Despite how it sounds
The individual will everyone around him
Is the loneliest person around
In memory of those whom titled him “Angel of Sadness”

Copyright © Jerry Golden | Year Posted 2007

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To Entreat You All

I wish i could step into you
and from your eyes view me
And see what it is 
you want me to change
without you 
i'm sitting solitarie in the rain
it's just not the same as
living inside your pain

I wish that i could close my eyes
And open yours upon rested thoughts
Categories ands fun puzzles
Wind, fog and cigarrette smoke
A cure for all the names 
Cancer and turberculosis wrote

I wish that you lay across my lap
skimming the "funnies"
Doodling and whispering
"I love you hunnie"
Licking peach cobler from your fingers
And gasping like a broadway singer
with too many rainy days to remember

Copyright © Jerry Golden | Year Posted 2010



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Paris By Night

this morning is falling burning into a sunset an autumn decision you and I will never forget joy by day paris by night i'm there love by the hour Paris is ours evening breeds new life a moment of twilight a horizon of heavenly means I love you like life loves itself joy by day paris by night yes dear i'm there love me by the hour and paris is ours i'm down too often like a child awaiting his scars to soften hopelessly a pedestrian walking a way from traffic it could happen, indefinitely i'll take paris by day and love by night i was there long enough to love you by day and surrender by nightfall "there is joy by day if you can take paris by nightfall"

Copyright © Jerry Golden | Year Posted 2011

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Just To Breathe Again

Just to breathe again 
be granted one more sin 
Just to breathe again, 
borrow the sorrow of suffering men! 
Just to breathe again! 
Violence flows in my lyrics, 
But you get touched everytime you hear it! 
Speak on the heaviest topics 
and nolonger you fear it, 
to live and die again, 
where does the afterlife begin 
Leave my philosophy. 
Knowledge accelerates into new velocity. 
Parental advisory, explicit content. 
New situations invent. 
The place to be, 
look for heaven you see! 
Running with a vengence, 
write a complex sentence 
Drop a jewel, show lyrical fuel, 
creative activities, look at all the posibilities. 
Add ten cents to my pocket and i give, 
Sad hints, howlong do you expect to live?

Copyright © Jerry Golden | Year Posted 2006

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Only Child

Looks like a lonely smile, just maybe a only child
As my days go by, as my hour’s blossom
At times in this open space I’d rather play possum
In your presence my glass is full
Half and hour later your past in nearly consumed
Like concrete my emotions extract and expand
And when I’ve become more that we could bear
My life lead contract is what you demand
Looks like a lonely child, and could be the only smile
Perhaps we could throw time into reverse 
Relax and undermine this unforgiving curse
If nothing at all seems any worse 
Then we shouldn’t be privileged to hurt 
Life, lice, more of timely disease 
A worrier finally at ease 
An escape requires the keys to theses haunted seas 
The only pleasure that taunted me 
Looks like a lonely smile, just maybe an only child 
Should this daylight torment or burn my eyes 
Would you pay to see my lessons learned through lies? 
Should this carpet decide not to warm my feet
Then I shall prepare to watch my health swarm in defeat

Copyright © Jerry Golden | Year Posted 2008

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Sell Me Less, Tell Me More

color pickets 
match the days away
when hours fade
there's no feel left to persuade

you know more than me
that you do 
But i know who it is 
beneath the scars
the fancy lights 
the impervious dark

no matter what your poetry says
it's undone
and your songs will sing themselves 
unfinished
until they become desperate enough
to turn to vinyl plagues

and if you were to feel contagious
i guess i could move you along
and if you were to feel contagious
I guess i could shoot you a call

no sense in wishing 
what you cannot say
i kiss you well
curse me
your days of hell

to see your thoughts unshelved
is a catalog i've wanted less
sidewalks and broken bones
unskin your knees
the little fees 
that bring about such doubt

color pickets 
match the days away
i'm holding on to
all i've ever known
little thoughts of you
incase you move along

and if you were to feel contagious
i guess i could move you along
and if you were to feel contagious
I guess i could shoot you a call
move along now
move along

"you see the chalk, I see the paintings along the way"

Copyright © Jerry Golden | Year Posted 2011

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Louder Then Words

paper hearts can never foil 
the obvious from happening 
you speak of despair 
like you come 
from a place of happiness 
you fuel me 
like the water liquor burns 
we move 
like the fire of hearts 
young and torn 

after all you're left for dead
you better off coming off your meds
the sweetest thing you said to me
is actions speak louder than words

i'm no longer yours to forgive or forget 
living like cliches 
the secret is to forgive and forget
counting down the days 
the minutes you mark 
i'll be here when the hours are dark 
roaming like children 
screaming of riddles in the park
easy like noah never parked his ark 
gritty like paper hearts 
we never fold 
the sweetest thing i was ever told 
"actions speak louder then words" 

after all you're left for dead
you better off coming off your meds
the sweetest thing you said to me
is actions speak louder than words

i'm no longer yours 
to forgive & forget
i'm no longer yours 
to live with regret

Copyright © Jerry Golden | Year Posted 2014

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