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You Can Always Find Me On Cloud Nine
You can always find me on cloud nine,bathing in juniper berries and lavender,longing for the sweet sympathy of summer’s kiss across my scalded skin,the soft song that she invites me to sing,and how she lets me forget. I met my final fling in a moonlit dream,our fingers flushed,interlocked as we ran through fields,like rivers ran…
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Gershwin
Call me your council estate princess,cider is my nectar and your neck is the place where I rest my weary head,resisting the urge to try on your glasses,so I can see from your perspective. God is keeping an eye on me,because I’m the kind of girl you have to watch like a quaking kettle or…
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New Year, New Poem
Red and green sparks slink across the sky.Life is returning for a moment,meek and mastered no more,she is strong,roaring as she stretches across my eyeline,to remind me, once again, that nothing lasts forever,except the joy of fireworks. I feel it in the air,bubbling and brewing under my skin.There is magic in my drink.Down it goes,right…
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Shooting Star
A star fell as the moon made eyes at me,and I thought about you.You, so faraway,fretting and fiddling with your fringe, somewhere in my fantasies,that faceless shape I ache for when I leave my dreams and land back in reality. You. I know you’re out there,somewhere,walking the same streets,whipped up in the same winter wind…
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White Owls
White owls wail like they’ve heard this tale before,like they know how it ends,an endless screech as the sun sets,but life is full of surprises,so maybe those wailing warblers will sing a sweet song after all. I am constricted under the cool glow of my magnificent moon,she smiles down, as if I am her most…
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Sincerely, Jennifer x 