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James

Well, you found me; now what???

About Me

Of course, my family is my world. Without them, I would not be worth the air I breathe. I married young, as well as had my children, and that I feel was a blessing. In fact, I know it was a blessing. I kept out of trouble and focused more on my family and future. I have more energy to focus on my kids, and have fun acting like a kid with them. I feel that would be more difficult had I waited to start my family.
I grew up in Foley, Alabama, and still live close. I went to Foley schools from 1st grade through my sophmore year(1990-1991) when I withdrew and went straight to work. I recieved my G.E.D in 1993, just before I would have graduated Foley that same year. I married in 1992, and I am still happily married to the same wonderful woman. We have three children that keep us on our toes, and of course, make us very proud, everyday! A very small sample of my world is represented in the slideshow below.
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"Time: the awakening"
Into the night I sit,
waiting, crying, wanting,
memories of the days,
but a fading light of life once tasted.
Through the night I lay,
listening, wishing, dreaming,
memories of the hours,
but a growing darkness enveloping my senses.
Out of the sunrise I float,
feeling, seeing, knowing,
memories of the lifetime,
but a blank paper on which to begin anew.
James Gatlin 2006
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My Interests

WAR EAGLE

I enjoy many things: family, sports e.g: Auburn Tiger Football, music, movies, outdoors, writing, video games, and etc.

"It"

It looks like me,
sounds like me,
and may often consume me,
though I assure you,
it is not me.

It may speak for me,
think for me,
and may even act for me,
but I promise you,
it is not me.

It may seem to love for me,
appear to hate for me,
at times make decisions for me,
but I must profess to you,
it is not me.

It seeks to be me,
steal what belongs to me,
and destroy all that is left of me,
though I swear to you,
it will never feel for me.

Original work by James M. Gatlin (2006)

"Mourning Dew—Cemetery Tears"

Tears gather on our planet's outer shell,
from thin air they seem to materialize,
littering all surfaces naked of cover;
nature's effort,
giving a display of emotion,
for the loss of yesterday.

Droplets of crystalline sorrow,
on every leaf of the tree,
and every slab and stone, so mysteriously uniform;
night's attempt,
sobbing a drowning pool,
for it's last moments of today.

Beads of prism-like moisture in full spectrum color,
glistening diamonds from the granite and sod landscape,
evaporating first from stone then greenery;
morning's work,
darkness's weeps, the evidence sent away,
ghostly mist and fog arise marking the approaching dawn.

Dewdrops seemingly—all too—content to simply fade away,
evacuating the cold curious rows of strangely etched stones,
the manicured lawn, and even the flowers on the slabs;
sunrise's job,
radiating immense warmth and light,
preparing life's abundance for this new day.

Drips from the eyes roll down the cheeks of the masses,
crowding close to the fresh soil mound, amidst the etched granite stones,
one man singing praises of Him,
as well as of the unaware, honored guest;
God's way,
readying one's loves for their final heartfelt goodbyes,
as his soul is Heaven bound rewarded with grand,eternal days.

Droplets of salty mourning from the dearest,
the soft tissues gather,
drying the many saturated eyes shrouded in sadness,
from the amassed hoards of the unknowing guest's bereaved;
humanity's gift,
of willing shoulders to lean on and cry,
promises of the infamous 'better tomorrow'.

Moistures of feeling from nature and mourner alike,
at bay for now but ne'er forevermore,
for as the grand radiant star falls deep below the sea;
nature's and God's plan,
inevitable as the clockwork, celestial phases of the moon,
this endless process will re-begin as the dew will soon return,
in this newborn darkness,
this melancholy, shadowy new night.

Original work by James M. Gatlin (2007)

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I'd like to meet:

I am happily married, so mainly I want to meet friends with similar interests, and reconnect with old friends and acquaintances.

My fifteen year old son is getting pretty good with a Rubik's cube. This video shows him solve it in one minute and twenty three seconds(00:01:23). He averages a little faster, but I guess he got a little stage fright. Ha!Ha! Please enjoy; he is proud of this, and there are no tricks or special effects!

Nelson's Rubik's Cube video on YouTube.com

Music:



My Blog

"Cries in September", for Robin

"Cries in September"February brought forth her smile-so enchanting and true.Light the darkness it would,and brighten any mood.February introduced her eyes,the most inviting and kind.Draw you in they w...
Posted by James on Tue, 25 Sep 2007 09:28:00 PST

Losing my World

On Sunday, Sept. 16th I experienced the most painful loss I can imagine, and I am trying my best, but I just don't know if my strength can hold up.Robin, I love you so much. You were way too young to ...
Posted by James on Tue, 18 Sep 2007 04:17:00 PST

My Prison has no Bars

  My Prison has no BarsRotting in prison, here I shall stay; cold, cramped, and dark in this lonely cell.Visitors come, but I usually run them away;no one should see me in this hell.Food here is ...
Posted by James on Wed, 29 Aug 2007 07:04:00 PST

"Movie Magic" : A fifty word story by James Gatlin

  The man and his lover burst through the bedroom door, locked in a primal yet passionate embrace. Kissing, caressing, and undressing in an erotic frenzy, they blindly made their way to the bed. ...
Posted by James on Mon, 20 Aug 2007 05:50:00 PST