the ware on my mind making the heretic
of illusion institute the battle I’m losing
in believing the daunting
task I’ve alluded to be…
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Illusion…
Posted in Jencerpts.. with tags Pissed off, Poetry, Ridiculous antics on July 26, 2009 by JenJuiceBreathing…
Posted in Jencerpts.. with tags Kiss my lips, Poetry on July 25, 2009 by JenJuice
how many times over
can I touch the
freckle on your body
that caresses me like
the way you
sing through the miles
of my mind
collapsing in a myriad
of a relief
as if I can breathe
while I watch
you release
the sentiments
matching
the way I see
the walls shivering
into a moment
I’d like to call my own…
Soft Spots…
Posted in Jencerpts.. with tags Poetry, Sentimental, Soft Spots on July 22, 2009 by JenJuice
The challenges evoke a new day
Sifting through the white walls of foundations
Surrounding my thoughts with sentimental warmth and
Why some places seem so hard
And why some places feel so at home
The needs of a new day
Comes through the window where I can see
That not everything lingers in a stagnant place
Settling through the ways that I can just be – me
Cradled by the thoughts of what I can only say
To be the brightest thought of them all…
Humbling Experiences…
Posted in Jencerpts.. with tags Insert Foot In Mouth, Nonsense..., Poetry on July 13, 2009 by JenJuice
A moment of arrogance creeps in
As if I had some kind of indignant creature living in me
Get off your soap box, Little Ms. Know-it-all, the little voice in my head whispers… so I digress…
Saturdays…
Posted in Jencerpts.. with tags Catch the falling cherry, Maybe I'm amazed..., Open up, Poetry, Saturdays, Thoughts and Some on June 16, 2009 by JenJuice
Moving at the speed of sound
Replicating the impending truth
Digging at the place I’ve found
A way to hear what
I smell and speak
what I feel;
Whispering sweet licks
Like the fish bowl I stand
A horn blowing
Cradling my ears;
So gently
I smile and say
What better way
To spend a Saturday…
Reaching…
Posted in Jencerpts.. with tags A little brainy, Alone with Thoughts, Poetry, Reaching, Silence Thoughts on June 9, 2009 by JenJuice
Something in the grasps that show
Every little thought structure create a shiny new vacancy
As I cradle my head to appease
The barrage of mind riots
That I can’t seem to shake
Not so loosely that I can mistake
for another something less costly
My eyes closed to the fingers typing
Musical notes of chills that
Explode through my body
Like a tidal wave of fear
I have never felt so near
To a feeling I can almost
Reach…
Rehearsing nostalgic feeds…
Posted in Jencerpts.. with tags Poetry, Rightness, Sometimes on June 5, 2009 by JenJuice
Rehearsing nostalgic feeds
Glancing in the direction
That it takes me
And feels as though
I’ve been here all along
Soothing the soft spot
And shadowing the wind
Blowing through my fingers…
Translate for me…
Posted in Jencerpts.. with tags Confined, Junxtaposing, Literary Junk, Poetry on May 25, 2009 by JenJuice
if I ever come again
to the moon
and the lit sky lights
where do I go from here
walking a straight line
not seen or heard
through a variance
of attractive
measures
that only perpetuate
a clean wall
of thought
but how does it translate
keep feeding…
Posted in Jencerpts.. with tags foundless, Poetry, scatter, SHOUT, something on May 15, 2009 by JenJuice
pitted perversions of the scenes like the whole food parking lot
singled bottom feeders and lies
if it’s all fire and brimstone
then why keep searching
to find the rhyme and scrape
the side
find the mys
turn the page
and drag your mind
feed my shys
cuz I ain’t got a reason
to say goodbye
Formations..
Posted in Jencerpts.. with tags formative years, Open up, Poetry, Sane dogs on May 2, 2009 by JenJuiceand the thoughts…
jumble up in the form of words that don’t come out just right
wondering if the only language is art in the form of actions;
every little pang opens up a new door
to the little dog that barks my name
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