Rhetorical sensations on top of the thunder
Of my mind
Even leveled and immaculate pressures
Indication of their byes and there for(s)
Bottling the next moment
Here and yonder
And you and ponders
The fragrant and between
You and me…
And the next….door
Beyond it all
And the
Chapter(s)….
Archive for Poetry
Chapter(s)….
Posted in Jencerpts.. with tags Poetry, Rawness, Spill inward on February 27, 2011 by JenJuicePanged…..
Posted in Jencerpts.. with tags Deeper, Hurt, Poetry on February 24, 2011 by JenJuiceWhen I feel, I feel nothing…and so much more
The moment and the place that I’m falling into
The pain that gives me
The moment of nothings
Pass me into the activity-less
Of my loss
And the views
Of how I got out in the first place…..
fEARless….
Posted in Jencerpts.. with tags Believe, Poetry on February 8, 2011 by JenJuiceI’ve often thought of music as the underlying piece of the puzzle
But not often enough have I seen the beauty
In looking back at the featuresque sky that embraces me
Like the tongue grazing my peaked neck
The embodiment stated and shied
Away like the whisper cradling my hand
And so be it..he said.
The nature of the unsaid
And the realization of the said….
We all have a right…
To hear
and like that sacred thought
we share
it’s a right to believe
and BELIEVE
without fear….
Somewhat of a fallacy…..
Posted in Jencerpts.. with tags Kiss my lips, Poetry, Pucker up on February 8, 2011 by JenJuiceDesigned to be the truth
In a fallacy of distance and importance
The harder way to be the asshole you’ve created
And only to be the harder since of the word
That in a word is only found less meaning
Than the dominion you’ve created
In the silly little disdain
Of such cease and desist qualities of affection
And only on the 9th hole of liberation
Can the meaningless find
A hint in meaning of the
Way…
And the way…
Is only one way in my little silver-sided book of intention –
Forward…..
Heart rendered…..
Posted in Jencerpts.. with tags Poetry, Rawness on February 2, 2011 by JenJuiceI can’t find my way out of the way I feel for you
Harder than the uphill crawl I can’t seem to weather
When the time doesn’t seem to filter my walls
And the mortal graves of my memories
And why nothing ever seems to work out….
Skin-tight…..
Posted in Jencerpts.. with tags Deeper, Poetry, Rawness on December 9, 2010 by JenJuicemarble(alities) like the way the ground teaches
me to see that way I can’t really get used to
and then there is that little angelfish
that looks a lot like the way I wanted it to be
from the silhouette of the words I mimic
when no one is looking
I find my way through my crooked smile
it’s a different perspective than I’ve ever known
even when I was thirty-four
situations of the changing
and heart warming illusions
only built into
the only thing
I’ve ever reached for
and seen
to be the truest form
of remembrance –
something like this
and like you and
the little place right in the middle
of your front door – found
it all and more –
even while I was wearing my skin-tight red dress….
Seeing the same moon….
Posted in Jencerpts.. with tags Naked, Poetry, You on November 21, 2010 by JenJuice
In a cobblestoned corridor
bottoming out and looking for
that opened door
where I find all my sensibilities
and the way you look at me
fondness that catches
my breath
like the syllables
in the forgotten room
of a handshake
and a thought splattered
with a heartbeat
capturing my love letters
sitting on this page
and caressing
the way I see
truthful moments
of two people
looking up at the same moon…
Adventure(d)….
Posted in Jencerpts.. with tags Poetry, Warmth on November 19, 2010 by JenJuiceSpaciousness without space
Cold days
And needing that warm body
To hold
Fire places incongruent
With this season
And my flattery
Of what happens
Through time waves
And sanctuaries
Found some place on
Wafer Avenue
So long after
I repay visit
To the homage
Of the beginnings
and the adventure(d)….
Meditation(ed) bodies….
Posted in Jencerpts.. with tags Catch the falling cherry, Poetry, Rawness on November 18, 2010 by JenJuiceMotioned bodies inner-tangled wireless calls
Battered sensations
And voices that splatter fondles
In and out and down my leg
Fingers cradle
Dancing naked
Eyes move
Inside and thoroughly
Feel the meditations….
Chained…..
Posted in Jencerpts.. with tags Catch the falling cherry, Poetry, Rawness on October 29, 2010 by JenJuiceBasking in your dirty sunlight
Unleashed and uncensored
No need for appetizers
Find a way to appease me
And tie my mind
To your bed post
And I’ll find a way
To free my way
Right after….
Again.
Jen Juice 