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New Poetry Collection – Our Next Kiss
Your First Message Blood On My Hands River Thames at Sunset Lost In The Woods Car Park Kiss The Sunrise I Should Not Be Seeing You I Woke Up Early, And I Missed You I Made Coffee Goodnight Guy Talking In My Sleep Do You Believe In Aliens? Our Next Kiss – Your First Message…
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Our Next Kiss
Last night, we had our next kiss, deep in my dreams, drenched in sunlight, your eyes, held tightly to the sky, keeping its colour for themselves, and for so long, I stared, my lips, my heart, tingling and trembling. The soft winds of Spring wrap around our bodies, pulling us closer, and I am so…
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Tomorrow, I Am Going To Tell Him A Secret
I confess. Kneeling down in a dress too short to gain the approval of anyone but a red blooded man (or a lesbian). I confess, with wrists bound behind my back, I confess that I have a secret, too damning to reveal, but too powerful to plead with for mercy. It overpowers me, consuming me…
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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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Ferries To Nowhere
Dainty at the docks, I am surrounded by space and spirits. Reading tarot for Pocahontas, while I wait for this new world to make sense. Boats go to and fro, freedom, so temptingly close. I could go, over the barriers and into the waiting water, onto a boat, to wherever she goes, unsanctioned adventure. Summer…
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Sincerely, Jennifer x 