Political - poetry of james f miller II

Born Hopeless in the National Poetry Month

April 10, 2022

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james

Some days you just get lucky. You wake up feeling good and the day seems to follow suit. I like it when shit works out like that. That’s not very often, so on such occasions, I try to make the most of those days. I’m also digging the final product of the newest collection…
we pull yet they tug…mad are the circles we spin within like the kool-aide dude on a scorching hot ass afternoon near a kangaroo ranch…sideways

December 30, 2021

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james

Freedom is too often a thing taken for granted by those who have never known the confines of hell and the agony of purgatory. Power is too often a thing abused by hungry people who have rarely not eaten a meal. Reality is tiptoeing these extremes and avoiding the fiery fury of the grasp…
The Fuckery That Never Ends

August 24, 2021

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james

I find myself holed up in a hotel room chained to the computer racing to catch up on things that should have been completed months ago. All this adding to the stress of my recent eviction, my ongoing criminal trial, a beyond needy pitbull puppy, a fleet of broken down vehicles, the revealing of…
That which crawls invisible upon the skin, beneath the flesh, & only exists within the weakened human mind & condition: the dying ego.

August 1, 2021

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james

Well somewhere outside of that imaginary hell, exists a real-world of hell that we humans call home. Despite those dreams of faraway places and what if worlds of imagination, resides some burden of responsibilities. Well, I shot for the extra credit to get a start on getting ahead of the ball on this next…
Well sh*t

July 18, 2021

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james

Seems in my race through life, my in-between prayers for hope, and this endless, pointless trial, I have missed a few week’s worth of blogging. I can apologize until I’m blue in the face, but it isn’t going to gain me any ground or justify any reasoning I could possibly have to offer. We…
In the pause between breaths

December 26, 2020

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james

Amongst the madness Merry Christmas and happy holidays! I appreciate you taking the time to stop and read this blog post. I will try hard to not keep you tied up too very long. Thank you everyone for a sensational welcoming in and throughout all of 2020 and also for your continuing support of…
From the trenches of the recording studio

December 14, 2019

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james

As the hour passes the 5 am mark and my legs ache from the inactivity they have endured over the last 11 hours, I can do nothing but shake my head and shy. We are in between tracks we are recording for the audiobook version of Ghost in the Reflection-Letters to Erin. Progress is…
This week in the mix

December 12, 2019

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james

I have spent this week working out the kinks in my marketing strategy and getting the book uploaded to distributor and various other places. I’m definitely more of a fan of the writing process then all this business jive. T-shirt sales have been very steady. We have frozen them until after New Year Day…
What to expect from new collection and a sneak peek surprise fist to the face

December 5, 2019

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james

As the writing process came to its end, the compiling, organizing and self editing process began. As the manuscript became formed, the external editing and revising process began. As the final draft became solidified, I find myself now in the endless beginning of the marketing process begins. This part is both the most stressful…