| Poetry by Jessica Bozek |
| MOVING ON |
| Packing my suitcase, an easy task, Having arrived less than a month ago. My knapsack is still crowded, From unworn clothing and other items. From town to town and city to city we jump, Playing leap-frog with our lives. Like birds we migrate south for winter, and Return for the blooming of flowers up north. Tall cities, flat countries, Cemetary backyards. Where my brother And I would play hide-n-seek, Till the spirits came out to dance. Mississippi boys stealing first kisses At Marshal rock. Knowing the next day, I will be lost out on a sea of highway. Suitcases buried in the vast trunk. Childhood memories ripped away, By the hands of time. Emotional baggage Left at each temporary home. My life must move on. Jessica M. Bozek copyright c2002 Jessica M. Bozek |
| Bleek Boulvards By jessica Bozek Bleek Boulavards, Bitter Businessman. Beggers Babble Bothering Blondes, Bystanders Blindly Bypass Copyright c2000 Jessica M. Bozek One Tear by jessica bozek Maybe you don't care, Because you are not here. I shed one tear. Copyright c2001 Jessica M. Bozek Thank You by jessica bozek Withe every touch, and every word spoken. My body goes numb, My bones feel broken. With every long gaze, and smile that you give. My heart wants to sing, and I want to live. You are my reality, you are my dream. You make me want to moan, You make me want to scream. Thank You! Copyright c2001 Jessica M. Bozek All Alone by jessica bozek In the light of the day, or the dark of the hour. Under our tree I lay, Now as tall as a tower. You left me too soon, I wish you could see it's spledor. Under the light of the moon, Your touch so tender. We laughed, we cried, we yelled, we screamed. That last night you died, So surreal I thought I dreamed. Now I am here all alone, I come to say, "Hi." When I visit your stone, But today I must say, "Good-bye." My life must go on, without you a part. You are dead and gone, and so is my heart. Copyright c2001 Jessica M. Bozek |
| So Much to Say by jessica M. Bozek Too tired to sleep, I tried counting sheep. But you are in my head, I must go to bed. The light are all off, the noise is silent. Your image appears, and I have no fears. When it's a new day, I will have so much to say. But when you come around, I won't make a sound. If only you knew, what it is you do. But you don't care, and I continue to stare. Copyright c2001 Jessica M. Bozek Jessica Haiku by jessica bozek the trees are blowing, a storm raging inside me, all will soon be calm. Copyright c2002 Jessica M. Bozek Fiery Sun by jessica bozek The fiery sun is bright red like a cigerette burning a paper sky. Copyright c2002 Jessica M. Bozek MY Thoughts by jessica bozek My thoughts are heavy, they fall to the floor and break. Copyright c2003 Jessica M. Bozek |