You move as slow as this computer speed
Not the motive behind this mission styled
Fiction
And the mirror juggling through my fingers
Wet and solid
Like the piano I handed you
And blew into
Simple triples of fun
To have
The most
On the run…
Archive for Soft Spots
Through my fingers….
Posted in Jencerpts.. with tags Poetry, Soft Spots on March 5, 2011 by JenJuiceA moment to pass…
Posted in Jencerpts.. with tags Poetry, Soft Spots on September 13, 2010 by JenJuiceIt never is just what is
But it is…
And seemingly curtailed
Crayons exploding with voice
Shangrila mountains of thought
Simply put
It’s just a moment passing….
Home….
Posted in Jencerpts.. with tags Creative Him, Poetry, Soft Spots on January 20, 2010 by JenJuiceI can hear his voice on days like this
like the whisper and the anti-christ
at home
coming through a fine silk resemblance
of myself
inherits my tone and the bottomingless
culture we find when we belong
home grown
and there is nothing
ever known
to that tale
and its home
again
and the meaningless
alone
finding the wrinkle in the tune
to be my knew one…
Round’ the way…
Posted in Jencerpts.. with tags E, Entering, Poetry, Soft Spots on November 28, 2009 by JenJuicejunkyard confessions and insight beyond her days
rounded thoughts and fingers that run deep
and no single thought to remark in the brilliance
of this time to find her line
on a day (windy and cold)
she remarks and closes the call
and enters the next phase
of it all…
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…
Jen Juice 