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 Voice-Over – A reading of Cosmic Grace
Here’s a reading I did of my poem “Cosmic Grace”. As I gazed at the stars one night, a thought suddenly struck me: What if they were looking… Continue reading
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Poem – The Passage of Time
Thus, another day has passed, The sun has set, And the world is asleep. Not knowing for sure If, and to what, It will awaken. The assumption is… Continue reading
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Poem – World Eater
And I regret not I couldn’t gift you the world Since it grew clear Your love not boundless But so was your greed My world alone Fell short… Continue reading
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Poem – Christmas Is Hell
Christmas is always a mess, My mind gets blurry, And the whole week, I’ve been stressed. It should be a joyous time, But I just want to hide,… Continue reading
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Poem – Another Man’s Touch
I lust, I hunger, I desire,For another man’s touch.Yet these thoughts are violent,At least everyone treats them as such. Puberty, itself, isn’t the crime;It’s my orientation they judge,As… Continue reading
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Poem – My Book of Little White Lies
I don’t wear my feelings on my face,Hiding them is easier,Leaving my truth somewhat erased.It’s just less effort to notDelve into my twisted ways. I keep a bookOf… Continue reading
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Poem – Sleepless Echoes
I forget how to be tired As the sun goes down My brain gets too crowded Can’t turn off my mind Continue reading
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Poem – My Slow Decay
Fake it till you make it, The pinnacle of adulthood, My brain should not need convincing, That being alive is good. Continue reading
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Poem – Heartstopper
I never got that summer romance,Nor the joyous feelingof being understood.Never got my happy endingOr felt accepted in my truth. A teenage love wasted,No coming-of-age momentIn my book.Only… Continue reading
James Gale 