Coffee and Cream

Having coffee and cream makes us think
but it’s not what makes it interesting.

Conversations and thoughts
can be dark or diluted—depending on how we take our cups.
The warmth in our hands
not only does it suit our taste but it’s better with friends.
Whether exchanging ideas or sharing a laugh,
coffee and cream can be an addictive thing to have.

Updates to Jar of Poetry

Why Hello There

I hope you’re all doing well!

Yup…it’s about that time for me to make some updates and changes to the site (Oh Johnny Boy). There’s more to this post than that though—trust me! *Big grin

I wanted to do an audio entry for this but I found it easier to just write it out.

The interactions on Jar of Poetry (JOP) mean a lot to me. Really, it does! So, I’ve been trying to think of a cool gift to give you—digitally of course. I spent a good portion, this morning, reading up on how I can make this happen. And, yours truly, found a way!

Even though I can’t technically gift it to you—legalities, I can offer this: Promotional Codes to the audiobooks I’ve narrated and produced, exclusive to the US and UK…sorry my friends in other countries 😦

And here they are:


The First Audiobook I produced!

The topic itself caught my attention. It was great working with the author!

I found it ironic that Jason asked me to help him with this book… I procrastinate a lot!

There is another one, Cognitive Behavioral Therapy by Elizabeth Yang, but I don’t have codes for that.

If any of these interest you, especially you Audible users and those curious about audiobooks, send me an email: jarofpoetry@gmail.com

In the email, just let me know which book and whether you’re in the US or UK.

Again, I apologize to my friends and readers outside the US and UK.

This should be the part where I try to con you and say something like, “Don’t forget to leave a review!

Don’t do it for me though. It’ll definitely the help the authors…I treat my work like the posts on JOP—if I have something to share, then I will.


Now that we have that out of the way, I’m excited to let you know that I’ll be adding a new section to the menu bar. I’m still trying to figure out what to call it though 😀

Why am I making this a big deal?

There’s a tinsy-little secret I’ve been keeping from you that I didn’t feel comfortable sharing yet. But I think the timing is right…only if you’re ready to take our reader/writer/friendship to the next level.

The first post of this new section will be on Sunday, EST, alongside the poetry. Here’s to patience, yeah?!

And with that, I wish you the very best my friends.

~John-Anthony

Death Regrets

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hollowed eyes can still shed tears

promised to me before creation,

I let you run free.

Loved by many—

myself included,

I denied you in the darkest of days.

A man’s promise of love cannot compare to mine.

Kings have fallen

A knights’ valor can be broken

No mortal

can feel the pain of taking you away—

as I do.

Yet,

I am still hated.

Agonizing as it is,

I still await your hand.

No one is ever ready

to leave what has been.

Hush now,

let me fulfill my promise

of helping you

let go.