Jen's Poetry
Corner
Abstractions
I don’t want to be
The abstract painting
That hangs in a gallery
Impossible to
Understand
Shapes crashing,
Colours blurring
Every line,
Each brush stroke
Talking
Amongst themselves
I long to be more,
The explosion
Of spray paint
On weathered brick
That makes you
Stop -
Appreciate the rhythm,
Of life
Hidden beauties in
Each breath,
Every minute
How our bodies move
Like waves
Reaching out in the dark
For someone to hold
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@copyright 2018
Constellations
Do you ever wonder
if those guiding stars
we give
our hearts to
sending whispered
prayers
to keep the darkness
at bay
are actually
watching us
dazzled by the colours,
layers of
pearled light
weaved into the canvas
of our souls
Would it comfort you
to know
that the beacons
of the sky
study
and
map
our own constellations
formed
by our spirits
each loving embrace
every melody
all creativity
burning through us
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@copyright 2017
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