Category: Poem
Sleepless Nights
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Emotions ripping, pulling, burning
In a cauldron in the sky
Full of life’s miseries
Churning, turning, bubbling,
Stewing in the depth of your strife
Brewing your worries and insecurities
Into a tormented concoction Continue reading
Trimmed with Lace
The sweet nectar of your taste
Leaves a trace
A ripple in time
A sun kissed line
Of fruit like kisses
Trimmed with a grace
Delicate like lace
The sweet nectar of your taste
© Jennifer David 2013
Lines
That peaceful feeling
Of driving on the rural highway roads
That curve and lift
Edged with telephone lines
Lined with weathered wood fence posts
Marking property lines that boast
With perfectly lined corn rows
And hung laundry that blows
On the line
Happy Summer!
Pondering
Salty cheese and a glass of wine
A different time
a different era
Where voluptuous curves were what artists wrote about
What the most glorious painters painted about
The round about curtsey of a respectable girl
who’s hair all acurl
Made even the most proper woman’s brow curl
A time of allure
Where femininity could endure
a lifetime of salty cheese and a glass of wine.
A Series of Poems on The Senses: The Poetry of Sound
The poetry of sound
Lingers all around
The wind in my ears
The crashing waves
The faint cry of a seagull
The distant hum of a motor boat Continue reading
3 Little Problems of the Creative Mind
Photographers
They spend so much time looking through the lens knowing the importance of capturing a moment, the moment so that it can forever be shared with the world but yet so often missing out on living in the moment.
Writers
They can’t wait to tell their story. When it’s time to write, it’s time, you can only wait so long before the idea passes or your muse leaves, often wishing to record moments of the past forgetting to participate in the present.
Readers
They get so engrossed in the stories and facts they read that they long for the next moment that they can escape back to their story.
So really there is one problem, often the problem of existing and living in the moment.
So live your passion but don’t forget to also live your life, in the moment!
Newton’s Cradle
Swinging to and fro
Undecided on which way to go
Pacing
Erasing every possibility of moving forward
Stuck rocking
Swaying
In place
Rythmically,
Held together by a metal brace Continue reading
The Clarity of Stone
My ring
Such a sparkly thing
It shines and glimmers
A flashy reminder of you
The cut, so precious and rare
Created for a love that you cannot compare Continue reading
Carefree Joy
Natures Love Song
The tree covered hill tops
Alive with the chirping of birds
Their songs echoing
Providing solace and joy to my soul
They sing their song
Encouraging nature along,
Natures love song
Giving rise to the earth
© Jennifer David 2013
Writings of a Mrs 