Join for FREE | Take the Tour Lost Password?
[x]

deviantART

 
:iconfrancis-plz:

~Francis-plz

Walking wounded.
Sign up to follow this artist's work
ProfileGalleryPrintsFavesJournal
About Me Member Deviously Annoying Dr. Francis Jamison38/Male/Unknown Recent Activity Deviant for 6 Months
Needs Premium Membership Statistics 8 Deviations
62 Comments
1,421 Pageviews

deviantID

[[Guess what time it is, guise? That's right: hiatus time! I ain't gonna call it or nothing, but I'm not gonna be around for a while just the same. Need me? You already know how to reach me.]]
__________________

I'm gonna love you, like nobody's loved you
Come rain or come shine
High as a mountain, deep as a river
Come rain or come shine

I guess when you met me
It was just one of those things
But don't you ever bet me
'Cause I'm gonna be true if you let me

I'm with you always
I'm with you rain or shine

In Memorium

Fri Aug 14, 2009, 11:15 PM
Been thinking -- some surprise, eh? Thinking about the war, the wars, all the sweet promise of Memory and the chains we're fitted with in payment for that promise. But right now I'm thinking about a poem; not one of mine, it's by a fellow named Blunden, about memories.

Enjoy.

1916 Seen From 1921
Tired with dull grief, grown old before my day,
I sit in solitude and only hear
Long silent laughters, murmurings of dismay,
The lost intensities of hope and fear;
In those old marshes yet the rifles lie,
On the thin breastwork flutter the grey rags,
The very books I read are there—and I
Dead as the men I loved, wait while life drags

Its wounded length from those sad streets of war
Into green places here, that were my own;
But now what once was mine is mine no more,
I seek such neighbours here and I find none.
With such strong gentleness and tireless will
Those ruined houses seared themselves in me,
Passionate I look for their dumb story still,
And the charred stub outspeaks the living tree.

I rise up at the singing of a bird
And scarcely knowing slink along the lane,
I dare not give a soul a look or word
Where all have homes and none’s at home in vain:
Deep red the rose burned in the grim redoubt,
The self-sown wheat around was like a flood,
In the hot path the lizard lolled time out,
The saints in broken shrines were bright as blood.

Sweet Mary’s shrine between the sycamores!
There we would go, my friend of friends and I,
And snatch long moments from the grudging wars,
Whose dark made light intense to see them by.
Shrewd bit the morning fog, the whining shots
Spun from the wrangling wire: then in warm swoon
The sun hushed all but the cool orchard plots,
We crept in the tall grass and slept till noon.

No Comments | Previous Journal Entries
  • Listening to: Into Each Life Some Rain Must Fall (The Ink Spots)

Devious Info

  • Current Residence: Rapture
  • Interests: Collecting pharmaceuticals, handsome architects, nitrous oxide, avoiding murderous bastards.
  • Favourite movie: The Best Years of Our Lives
  • Favourite band or musician: I hear Fitzpatrick has a prodigious instrument.
  • Favourite artist: Edward Hopper
  • Favourite poet or writer: W.H. Auden
  • Favourite photographer: Alfred Eisenstaedt, Edward Weston
  • Favourite style of art: Realism
  • Favourite game: Canasta
  • Favourite gaming platform: Uh, playing cards?
  • Personal Quote: "We're all fucked through and through. Let's dance."
  • Tools of the Trade: Winning smile, gracious nature, loaded pistol. Oh, right, I used to be a surgeon too.

deviantART Community Board

[x]

Comments


:iconravenj-plz:
~RavenJ-Plz 20 hours 54 minutes ago
Hello Mr. Jamison, it's been a long time.
:iconblankhaze:
~blankhaze Aug 31, 2009, 10:17:43 PM
Thank you for the fave. I enjoy your logs! Words do indeed paint pictures.
(1 Reply)
:iconbobrock99:
*BobRock99 Aug 21, 2009, 9:39:11 AM
:icondbthx1::icondbthx2::icondbthx3: :iconpoofsplz:

--
If you want, have a look...

_____________________

*Good times are coming
I hear it everywhere I go
Good times are coming
But they're sure coming slow

*(Neil Young)
:iconhogret:
*hogret Aug 21, 2009, 4:50:13 AM
Thanks for fav-ing!
:iconkopita:
=kopita Aug 21, 2009, 12:16:11 AM
thank youuu : )

--
"every artist’s strictly illimitable country is himself."
------------------------------------------------------
"her sanatcinin bütünüyle sinirsiz ülkesi kendisidir"

e.e. cummings

------------------
:iconsinthyume:
~Sinthyume Aug 20, 2009, 1:45:47 PM
thank you :)

--
I knew right from the start it wouldn’t be long before I disappear...
:icongwilym:
*gwilym Aug 20, 2009, 7:31:11 AM
Thanks for the faves. :hug:
:iconfable-of-joy:
~Fable-Of-Joy Aug 20, 2009, 6:29:45 AM
Many thanks :aww: !

--
I wish you light and love.
:iconsamuilvel:
~samuilvel Aug 20, 2009, 6:04:30 AM
Thank you for the faves!
:iconkylefitzpatrick:
~KyleFitzpatrick Jul 8, 2009, 11:36:12 AM
Eh... Thanks for the 'add'. :T

--
"I'm trying, I'm trying!"
:iconfontaineplz:
~Fontaineplz Jun 12, 2009, 12:07:20 PM
*climbs the steps to Mr. Jamison's apartment and hesitantly gives five rapid-fire knocks*
(1 Reply)
:iconfontaineplz:
~Fontaineplz Jun 11, 2009, 8:44:49 PM
Hey, doc. I gotta question fa ya.
(1 Reply)
Hidden by Owner
(1 Reply)
Hidden by Owner
(1 Reply)
Hidden by Owner
(1 Reply)
:iconcobbplz:
~Cobbplz May 31, 2009, 12:18:35 PM
Haven't seen you in a long time, Mr. Jamison. You were a real regular at Rapture Records. Before it got all torched, anyway. *smile*
(1 Reply)
:iconkrissyplz:
~Krissyplz May 31, 2009, 6:50:40 AM
*waves to you- not exactly sure who you are- wants to know more*

--
*takes off hat and bows deeply- replacing it afterwards with a smile*
(1 Reply)
:iconsteinmanplz:
~Steinmanplz May 29, 2009, 6:49:01 PM
Hmm I don't think I've seen you around here :/ who are you?
(2 Replies)
Previous Page1234Next Page

Site Map