Archive for floetry
Fluid by Nature.
Posted in Jencerpts.., movement with tags #blues, #surrealart, floetry, flow, Love, meditation, movement, Poetry, pole dancer on April 10, 2022 by JenJuiceSpace in between Dark Matter…
Posted in Jencerpts.. with tags balance, cinematicart, dance, dancer, dark matter, floetry, flow, higherground, magic, nonverbal, odesza, pole dancer, space, surreal on December 4, 2018 by JenJuice
Relentless Passion…
Posted in Jencerpts.. with tags #data, art, baroque, dancer, floetry, flow, meditation, passion, poety, pole dancer, poleart, presence, surreal on October 15, 2018 by JenJuice
Flow-etry.
Posted in Jencerpts.. with tags floetry, flow, Mind, Poetry on October 8, 2018 by JenJuiceI don’t know where it comes from when I don’t think…
It takes me 5 seconds to write a poem and I thought…I don’t.
They are just words – Inflow.
The architecture of my mind.
Jun-if-I-er.
Posted in Jencerpts.. with tags floetry, human, Poetry, resistance, Truth on November 26, 2017 by JenJuiceEvery night I run- I hear that dose out of the heavy-heart erection
Of my emotions that I just resist feeling.
The internal wreckage has a ship wrecked fountain pen
Just waiting to be used and abused
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Water(ed).
Posted in Jencerpts.. with tags baroque, floetry, movement, Poetry, sex, Solid, swallow, You Me on July 18, 2017 by JenJuiceGlass breaks. Rocks splatter. The one burning matter.
My life. Like Water.
Fuck it down. fuck it up
Make her holler.
Show her what you have – to offer.
The destination is me.
Up to date.
And satisfied 10 times over.
Where does the time go? I shout at my watch.
And, I remembered I don’t own one.
If I had a jewel of existence to model you after.
You would be there when I need you.
Better when I want you.
And solid many times over.
Simple letters of the stained martyr.
I reveal. My voice..…my fingertips.
The shards.
I swallow.
Be-Title-(wo)men(t).
Posted in Jencerpts.. with tags black and white, breathe, dance, emotion, floetry, Her, introspection, mantra, mind travel, movement, poems, Poetry, segregated, self love, shadow on December 12, 2016 by JenJuice
Shadow
In a segregated moment of where I am and where I want to be…I find floating movements.
Reveal the floetry of where we be…it is and it’s not me..but it is..only me.
In the mind’s eye of how I see.
Dream foundations and lost time found somewhere between you and me.
Jen Juice 