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Summer Storms
It rained all summer, but nobody else saw storms. I drowned a little. Drowned in dejection, my own storms of solitude. Early morning rain. Late night, was the same. I’m hopeful, sun might return, but who really knows? Bright beaches, lost, lights out. My lighthouse, losing the will. I want to sparkle.
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Stillness
Send me stillness. Quiet piano and the sound of the wind. Don’t play too loud. Don’t play at all. No movement, no more moments of panic, just seconds of stillness. Stability. Echoes of my nightmares, fading with every second, until all I can hear is the air, asking how I’m doing, soft rain in the…
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The Door Is Locked
The door is locked. Your soul is stained and scarred, staring with envy at the bright white of mine. My soul shudders, shakes with fear, because I was just supposed to be in and out. I was never meant to stay, you know. I was never supposed to stay. Just a quick visit, then back…
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Ebbsfleet International
I drove past Ebbsfleet International, in the dark, and my heart was dark, gloomy, lonely, remembering how I’d sit after my shows, on a bench, drinking deep from the sweet memories of applause, my narcissism fed for the night, before I headed home, to collapse into comfy sheets and disjointed dreams. I am on the…
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Healing Tree
Snow has sunk into the ground, beaten and defeated by the soft rays of the sun. I stare, seated in my kitchen, at the pleasant pink and blue that peeks from behind the branches of a healing tree, a tree that has weathered the winter, spurred on by the promise of return and renewal. The…
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Sincerely, Jennifer x 