Archive for Love
Remember To Breathe…
Posted in Jencerpts.. with tags Deeper, grindhouse, jenjuice, Love, movement, Poetry, Rawness on July 12, 2021 by JenJuiceReflections…
Posted in Jencerpts.. with tags black and white, Death, finite, introspection, Life, Love, mortality, Poetry on October 29, 2020 by JenJuice…Are difficult to face, but that’s where freedom is found.
Fuego.
Posted in Jencerpts.. with tags emotion, feeling, fire, human, Lifetime, Love, Poetry on October 2, 2020 by JenJuiceThe problem with fire is when feeling burn is the only feeling you feel is real.
A child (in the) hood….
Posted in Jencerpts.. with tags childhood, jenjuice, Love, Poetry, resilience, the professional on September 29, 2020 by JenJuiceI’ve become a foster hoodrat who has the unexplained capacity for nuisance that almost destroyed her.
Express Yourself.
Posted in Jencerpts.. with tags art, create, express yourself, expression, feel, fluidalchemy, jenjuice, Love, nwa on May 31, 2020 by JenJuiceRaised by a Sociopath – Wanna Date?
Posted in Jencerpts.. with tags date, Love, Poetry, pole dancer, strength, thrive on May 18, 2020 by JenJuice
This is the sign of shame I carry with me most days and defer to a just an upbringing..However, to survive a parent who tries to murder you is not just survival – that’s a warrior. Make no mistake about it – we are the sum of our choices and I chose to rise like the fire I am. Don’t fuck with the fire.
Raised by a Sociopath.
Posted in Jencerpts.. with tags jenjuice, Love, poet on May 17, 2020 by JenJuice
Delayed Gratification
Posted in Jencerpts.. with tags delayed gratification, intention, Love, Peace, Poetry, understanding, writing on March 26, 2020 by JenJuiceAs I try to use the old frail holes to re-tack my tapestry on the wall – cuz it was an easy fix .
Easy fixes never seem to last.
Delayed gratification is your ally.
The place all flows with abundant beautiful intention.
Refuge in Love.
Posted in Jencerpts.. with tags Fear, Love, movement, poems, Poetry, refuge on September 9, 2019 by JenJuiceIn the comfort of fear
She sat
Unmotivated
And yet, controlled almost
Like a deer running from the gun smoke
Or maybe a pit stop some place between her kingdom
And the place she needs to see…
She reaps.
As the harvest comes…
So does she.
Take refuge in those who love you.
Rendered in Presence.
Posted in Jencerpts.. with tags Love, mindfulness, poem, Poetry, presence on March 8, 2019 by JenJuiceMemories are just a mirror of thought(s) of a past energy. The intangible essence – it penetrates.
It fleshes my soul like the interior doorways of my mind.
It finds me someplace in the night…someplace I render all my walls hidden in a room of the unknown and to never really know – in all the worlds.
We all live.
Not just one.
There are pockets.
Even inside our own dreams –
Of our reflection.
Finding the only truth is….in presence.
