Here you’ll find my collection of poems; fragments of thought, feeling, and experience. Each piece carries its own tone and emotion, from quiet introspection to raw expression.
Expressing emotions has always been a challenge for me. Because of past trauma and my autism, it’s often difficult to take the spotlight and convey what I’m feeling. This not only socially, but also in finding the right words at the right time.
Poetry gives me the space to express myself freely and fully. Sometimes through a simple rhyme, sometimes through something deeper — it allows me to slow down, process what I feel, and communicate in a way I can’t manage in everyday conversation.
PUBLISHED JAMES GALE POEMS
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Poem – Fantasy’s End
The end of another fantasy show And I find myself At an all-time low Sitting here, questioning all I know Nostalgia for a time not of my own… Continue reading
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Poem – The Gifted Curse
It was said I was gifted, That life would be my thrill to chase, Possibilities would surround me, And I might change the course of the human race.… Continue reading
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Poem – Ambient Tempest
A storm is raging outside, Heavy clouds block the sun. I watch the rain hurry down, Tears in my eyes, as I come undone. I stare blankly out… Continue reading
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Poem – Cosmic Grace
As the stars greet us once more In the cold night sky, I wonder what they think Of our lives passing by. Perhaps they mock us For things… Continue reading
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Poem – Nature Lacks Grace
It was said, I would find you in nature, Long after you were gone. But the wind doesn’t speak your name, Nor does the moon reflect your face.… Continue reading
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Poem – Fading Music
There is certain music I can no longer bear to hear, Songs that my heart has grown to fear. Where the intro swiftly drops me to my knees,… Continue reading
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Poem – Remnant Love
I wonder if you still smell Like the first flower in spring, Does for a bee. And does your smile Still light up The darkest of days Or… Continue reading
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Poem – Dissociating Thoughts
Meet me at the park, I’ve been here dissociating. Started staring at the sky, And time must have passed me by. Think I lost my thoughts, As it… Continue reading
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Poem – The Gods of Old
Beware the gods of old, Lurking in the shadows, Patiently biding time Till the prophecy unfolds. They might be long forgotten, But their power still grows, Longing for… Continue reading
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Poem – Whispers of Mortality
My body feels weak, Perhaps I’m no longer young, Closing in on three decades now, Yet supposedly, life has only begun. Every day, I feel a small ache,… Continue reading
James Gale 