Jennifer Simco's Poetry Page
Wind threads my sun singed hair
Gazing up at the marshmallow sky
Somehow reminded of the stars
And the black night that will never die
Intertwined are my nights and my days
Lying on the sweet smelling green
I find a star like your eyes
Wishing amongst millions to be seen
I think of you and nights that will never end
My heart winds everlasting in time
Within the sky, within the air
I wonder if what lies in you can be mine.
GIRL She winds her web She suffers so graceful and obscure wanting to love unseen but sought regretting actions acted upon forever attracting she loves them all but to gain her but one she cannot have unpure this is for whom she lusts those who seek her using every will and power fall in the strings falling falling she tastes them she gets bottom drop bewilders all who dare to another fly caught in the web love her? caught, yet untasted she discards them but she wants it by luck of the draw graspy greedy spindly seemingly no mercy she winds her way her cyclic fashion but faces rejection winds on. the fly gets away.
What I expected Adoration Unrelentless love Nonchalant glances Half hearted smiles In a trance Expecting to forget A since lost game Gaining love In efforts to tame Letting go There was a chance But there was no chance But only a hurt How unexpected is love?
Authority Eyes brimming, filling up and seemingly neverending. She doesn't want to typify the "bad kid" but clever, smart genius allows rule bending morals? what are they? who needs `em? merriness can last throughout the day the big people just don't understand over her they tower, intimidation is their hand she plays them cunningly conning a path parents, friends, tout le même watch her, see her play the game she is the master of words all of them are the same she lives in her lies breaking free? intangible everyone ignores her truths, even the skies.
Flowers to sway the birds to sing the children to laugh and the wind to ring. Instead all was dark `twas the quiet night the silence unbroken yet all seemed right.
My feelings are jumbled my heart is a token for the words untold speak unspoken. Don't fall, she said be careful, he said shut up I said. I fell.
I am angry, I cry I am human who sees sights unseen speaks words unspoken I laugh, I cry I am woman who is strong? I am, see me because I am here love is hands made me feel my heart feel the heart's love? It surges with beauty because I can love, I am me.
The laugh tumbled as it fell out from her mouth. It loudly proclaimed her joy. she felt better and laughed some more. now laugh ing free but halt as she began to cry. Moral do not laugh at your dad.
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