Archive for Poetry

Deaths and Rebirths.

Posted in Jencerpts.. with tags , , , , , on March 31, 2020 by JenJuice

Death, she whispered to me again….I remember saying I feel you close today. My body responded before it even happened.

I weeped.

I wasn’t quite sure why I did – until I got the news.

Dopamine nation

Posted in Jencerpts.. with tags , , , , , , , , on March 30, 2020 by JenJuice

Plight of First World problems……

Delayed Gratification

Posted in Jencerpts.. with tags , , , , , , on March 26, 2020 by JenJuice

As 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.

The perfect hiding place.

Posted in Jencerpts.. with tags , , on January 14, 2020 by JenJuice

No one would have looked for me there……

Perfect place to hide.

Refuge in Love.

Posted in Jencerpts.. with tags , , , , , on September 9, 2019 by JenJuice

In 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.

Creative S(ed)uction.

Posted in Jencerpts.. with tags , , , , , , , , on August 6, 2019 by JenJuice

The creativity is the s(ed)uction of the all of it – she would go, but not without resistance first.

Rendered in Presence.

Posted in Jencerpts.. with tags , , , , on March 8, 2019 by JenJuice

Memories are just a mirror of the thought of a past energy. The intangible essence – it penetrates.

It fleshes my soul like the interior doorways of my mind.

It finds me some place in the night…some place 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…. presence.