jennifer-l-clark - Hello Poetry

Nothing to do No one to see Bleak and wet is the Earth Rain, Rain, Rain Falling, Falling, Falling All around us in the forest. I walk to the edge of the river bank Dark swirling, churning water Like chocolate milk, roaring over stump and stone The forest is alive with sounds Thunder booming, Lighting striking Leaves drip, drip, dripping down on fallen leaves. I turn and face the mighty Oaks I smile at the Elms, their boughs whipping in the wind Silence endures Nothing to do No one to see Bleak and wet I am Rain, Rain, Rain Falling, Falling, Falling I am, back wards into the Swirling, Churning Water... 2020 (C) Jennifer L. Clark

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Feb 6, 2020

Feb 6, 2020 at 3:13 PM UTC

RAIN

Nothing to do No one to see Bleak and wet is the Earth Rain, Rain, Rain Falling, Falling, Falling All around us in the forest. I walk to the edge of the river bank Dark swirling, churning water Like chocolate milk, roaring over stump and stone The forest is alive with sounds Thunder booming, Lighting striking Leaves drip, drip, dripping down on fallen leaves. I turn and face the mighty Oaks I smile at the Elms, their boughs whipping in the wind Silence endures Nothing to do No one to see Bleak and wet I am Rain, Rain, Rain Falling, Falling, Falling I am, back wards into the Swirling, Churning Water... 2020 (C) Jennifer L. Clark

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When darkness engulfs my world and the war inside my head rages on I look for you on the battlefield, you are not there. The pounding drums in my brain resonate with my heartbeat, neither in tune You start my day off with mean words Then leave me to my will There is no mercy in your voice, no empathy just your way, your words, your house I am but a mere shadow, a grey shell of a mouse I can not forget, I can not let it be You pull the shroud over me and only lift it When it is convenient for you, your will to give the light I am done. I am spent for the last time. When darkness comes again, I will submit I will let the war go on and fight you in my mind, with my heart and soul... I will seek you on the battlefield and not stop, until The darkness consumes or I reach the realm of light. (c) Jennifer L. Clark

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Feb 6, 2020

Feb 6, 2020 at 3:02 PM UTC

The Void

When darkness engulfs my world and the war inside my head rages on I look for you on the battlefield, you are not there. The pounding drums in my brain resonate with my heartbeat, neither in tune You start my day off with mean words Then leave me to my will There is no mercy in your voice, no empathy just your way, your words, your house I am but a mere shadow, a grey shell of a mouse I can not forget, I can not let it be You pull the shroud over me and only lift it When it is convenient for you, your will to give the light I am done. I am spent for the last time. When darkness comes again, I will submit I will let the war go on and fight you in my mind, with my heart and soul... I will seek you on the battlefield and not stop, until The darkness consumes or I reach the realm of light. (c) Jennifer L. Clark

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I long for winter and it's silent kiss when the world is white and pure for the ugliness of the bleak forest is magically transformed over night into diamond sparkles of pristine peace. No tracks to be seen of any kind nothing but white fluffy clouds that cover the land and nestle on the tree boughs and cover in ice and silence all the woodland brooks. I long for winter and it's silent kiss for with the snow comes a silence that drowns out the busy noise of the world and casts a spell of tranquility for those who take the time to drink it in...

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Feb 6, 2020

Feb 6, 2020 at 9:45 AM UTC

Snow Fall

I long for winter and it's silent kiss when the world is white and pure for the ugliness of the bleak forest is magically transformed over night into diamond sparkles of pristine peace. No tracks to be seen of any kind nothing but white fluffy clouds that cover the land and nestle on the tree boughs and cover in ice and silence all the woodland brooks. I long for winter and it's silent kiss for with the snow comes a silence that drowns out the busy noise of the world and casts a spell of tranquility for those who take the time to drink it in...

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Time has a way of turning the tables as I await a new generation's arrival I remember like yesterday, lying here breathing heavy with your life force Time has come full circle, my baby's having a baby... I stand guard, eyeing her lover making sure he does his part I watch the Dr., nursing staff and monitors eyeing them all like a hawk, guarding her fledgling I wonder in awe at the amazing strength of my daughter I cry for the love between her and her lover Time has come, with a steady hum and a push Amazing Grace! Now he is here... Time has stopped for a moment, waiting on his first breath of life... Roman Micah, Welcome to the Word!!

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Feb 6, 2020

Feb 6, 2020 at 9:31 AM UTC

Breath of Life

Time has a way of turning the tables as I await a new generation's arrival I remember like yesterday, lying here breathing heavy with your life force Time has come full circle, my baby's having a baby... I stand guard, eyeing her lover making sure he does his part I watch the Dr., nursing staff and monitors eyeing them all like a hawk, guarding her fledgling I wonder in awe at the amazing strength of my daughter I cry for the love between her and her lover Time has come, with a steady hum and a push Amazing Grace! Now he is here... Time has stopped for a moment, waiting on his first breath of life... Roman Micah, Welcome to the Word!!

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As the song plays on the radio filling my eyes with memories on my daily drive, your face I see, in the windshield smiling back at me. Its been so long since you left I never meant to forget you. Like this lost song, never played you come flooding back to me. Oh how I long to feel your embrace smell your sweet sweet scent and hold you close Why today? Why now? Its been 10 years... Those thoughts, died on her lips as lights shined and whirled all around her Thoughts of him swallowed her up and in his embrace she was safe and finally free...

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Feb 6, 2020

Feb 6, 2020 at 9:19 AM UTC

Wasted

As the song plays on the radio filling my eyes with memories on my daily drive, your face I see, in the windshield smiling back at me. Its been so long since you left I never meant to forget you. Like this lost song, never played you come flooding back to me. Oh how I long to feel your embrace smell your sweet sweet scent and hold you close Why today? Why now? Its been 10 years... Those thoughts, died on her lips as lights shined and whirled all around her Thoughts of him swallowed her up and in his embrace she was safe and finally free...

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Today I witnessed a most peculiar phenomenon... The most men in a store, together deep in thought that I ever did see. Fumbling and flipping through cards all the while mumbling to themselves and one another with puzzled expressions on their humble faces. They were questioning and battling with inner heartstrings and demons to be sure to get the right card and then head into the next isle to seek out the best gift. Again, the men I watched, silently from a distance as they touched and read, smelled and puzzled over stuffed animals, candles, chocolate and one brave man even picked up a pair of socks with hearts. So much fuss. So much confusion. Yet every man of every race and job classification sat or stood together in unison, for that perfect gift of love, for their Valentine.

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Feb 14, 2019

Feb 14, 2019 at 9:58 AM UTC

Valentine

Today I witnessed a most peculiar phenomenon... The most men in a store, together deep in thought that I ever did see. Fumbling and flipping through cards all the while mumbling to themselves and one another with puzzled expressions on their humble faces. They were questioning and battling with inner heartstrings and demons to be sure to get the right card and then head into the next isle to seek out the best gift. Again, the men I watched, silently from a distance as they touched and read, smelled and puzzled over stuffed animals, candles, chocolate and one brave man even picked up a pair of socks with hearts. So much fuss. So much confusion. Yet every man of every race and job classification sat or stood together in unison, for that perfect gift of love, for their Valentine.

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Tis a long but forgotten thing, penning out ones thoughts while being alone with oneself. Never enough time to be alone. Oh how paper and pen in hand, made me feel so alive, more alive then actual living. I could sit for hours and stare into the soulless world, with out a care then my pen in hand, write a endless symphony that flowed effortlessly from my heart and mind like water over rocks. I felt alive in a way that only another writer could know. I rarely visit myself here and feel as if... I am lost in a cloud.

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Feb 14, 2019

Feb 14, 2019 at 9:47 AM UTC

Lost in a Cloud

Tis a long but forgotten thing, penning out ones thoughts while being alone with oneself. Never enough time to be alone. Oh how paper and pen in hand, made me feel so alive, more alive then actual living. I could sit for hours and stare into the soulless world, with out a care then my pen in hand, write a endless symphony that flowed effortlessly from my heart and mind like water over rocks. I felt alive in a way that only another writer could know. I rarely visit myself here and feel as if... I am lost in a cloud.

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I LISTEN TO THE WORDS OF THE PREACHER BUT I ONLY HEAR MY SINS CRYING, LAUGHING, PLACING ME ELSEWHERE. I WONDER WHERE I WILL END UP? KNOWING GOD ONLY KNOWS I HAVE TO CHANGE, I HAVE TO STOP IT... END IT. "The Lord confides in those who fear Him; He makes His covenant known to them." ~Ps. 25:14~ I SIT UPON A ROCK OF LIES AS I WATCH THE SUN SET DOWN I NEVER WANTED THIS TO HAPPEN, NOT EVEN ONCE... IT DID AND I THOUGHT IT WAS LOVE TRUE LOVE, NOW I KNOW DIFFERENT I SEE AND FEEL THE DIFFERENCE THAT WHICH BEFORE NOW...I WAS BLIND TO. IT'S SUNDAY AGAIN...I LISTEN TO THE PREACHER HIS WORDS FALL UPON MY EARS LIKE A DRUM BEATING LOUDLY TARING OUT MY HEART. THE MUSICAL NOTES FROM THE CHOIR GENTLE, CALMING WORDS OF PEACE IN A SONG THEIR VOICES BLEND TOGETHER, SOOTHING MY PAIN SETTING MY EMOTIONS FREE TEARS FALL LIKE RAIN FROM MY EYES TEARS THAT ROLL AND DROP ON TO THE OPEN PAGES OF MY HYMNAL SLIGHTLY BLURRING THE CONTENT "Let's All Pray Together on Our Knees" I'M NOT SINGING FOR MY SOUL IS IN DISCONTENT THE DEVIL'S IN MY MIND AND HE WANT TO GO MY HEART, ON THE OTHER SIDE, WANTS TO STAY IT IS SAYING, STAY...LISTEN...LET HIM GO~ Jennifer L. Lowman (C) 2017

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Feb 10, 2017

Feb 10, 2017 at 8:34 AM UTC

LET IT GO

I LISTEN TO THE WORDS OF THE PREACHER BUT I ONLY HEAR MY SINS CRYING, LAUGHING, PLACING ME ELSEWHERE. I WONDER WHERE I WILL END UP? KNOWING GOD ONLY KNOWS I HAVE TO CHANGE, I HAVE TO STOP IT... END IT. "The Lord confides in those who fear Him; He makes His covenant known to them." ~Ps. 25:14~ I SIT UPON A ROCK OF LIES AS I WATCH THE SUN SET DOWN I NEVER WANTED THIS TO HAPPEN, NOT EVEN ONCE... IT DID AND I THOUGHT IT WAS LOVE TRUE LOVE, NOW I KNOW DIFFERENT I SEE AND FEEL THE DIFFERENCE THAT WHICH BEFORE NOW...I WAS BLIND TO. IT'S SUNDAY AGAIN...I LISTEN TO THE PREACHER HIS WORDS FALL UPON MY EARS LIKE A DRUM BEATING LOUDLY TARING OUT MY HEART. THE MUSICAL NOTES FROM THE CHOIR GENTLE, CALMING WORDS OF PEACE IN A SONG THEIR VOICES BLEND TOGETHER, SOOTHING MY PAIN SETTING MY EMOTIONS FREE TEARS FALL LIKE RAIN FROM MY EYES TEARS THAT ROLL AND DROP ON TO THE OPEN PAGES OF MY HYMNAL SLIGHTLY BLURRING THE CONTENT "Let's All Pray Together on Our Knees" I'M NOT SINGING FOR MY SOUL IS IN DISCONTENT THE DEVIL'S IN MY MIND AND HE WANT TO GO MY HEART, ON THE OTHER SIDE, WANTS TO STAY IT IS SAYING, STAY...LISTEN...LET HIM GO~ Jennifer L. Lowman (C) 2017

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I felt the love of God today it tugged roughly on my heart... With tears in my eyes I leaned in to kiss our Warrior's brow. His breath was slow and shallow like a gentle summer breeze caressing my cheek. As we all waited and watched our giant Warrior became silent and still. We stood vigilantly by his side hand and hand softly crying each fighting our own storm. God's breath touched our Warrior and then silently softly called him home. Whisked away on angel wings to Heavens' Keep to help reign and watch over us all. JLCL (c) 2013

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Feb 4, 2016

Feb 4, 2016 at 11:26 AM UTC

Warrior

I felt the love of God today it tugged roughly on my heart... With tears in my eyes I leaned in to kiss our Warrior's brow. His breath was slow and shallow like a gentle summer breeze caressing my cheek. As we all waited and watched our giant Warrior became silent and still. We stood vigilantly by his side hand and hand softly crying each fighting our own storm. God's breath touched our Warrior and then silently softly called him home. Whisked away on angel wings to Heavens' Keep to help reign and watch over us all. JLCL (c) 2013

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I arise to start my day yawning and yearning to stay in bed. The sun has yet to shed his light and so by the moons fading glow, I gaze out my window at the misty meadow...smokey and grey. My mood does change more sour as I feel the damp cold darkness tug at my soul. For I know things come running from out of the mist the things that come a running never miss... I shudder then shower and dress... ready for the day. I head for the door, once again feeling the chill of the mist, even as the sun starts up his burning fire... As I head down my drive I can barely see the sun but I notice the mist is starting to burn and I hear the call of the cat tails from within the swampy marsh. I begin to calm my fears but I can still feel the chill and shudder yet again... Then from the gloom I hear the mist scream out as the sun's warm rays start to penetrate it's smokey gloom. I almost reach the bend in the road on my drive; then my phone begins to ring I fumble for it and look away... From the edge of nowhere...it was lurking...lingering waiting...running came the misty moan I hear it but its too late...there is no sun here. For I know things come running from out of the mist and the things that come a running never miss... I'm shuddering and cold and know I too am one that disappeared in the marsh... below the meadow with the misty moan... JLCL (c)

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Feb 4, 2016

Feb 4, 2016 at 9:59 AM UTC

The Misty Moan

I arise to start my day yawning and yearning to stay in bed. The sun has yet to shed his light and so by the moons fading glow, I gaze out my window at the misty meadow...smokey and grey. My mood does change more sour as I feel the damp cold darkness tug at my soul. For I know things come running from out of the mist the things that come a running never miss... I shudder then shower and dress... ready for the day. I head for the door, once again feeling the chill of the mist, even as the sun starts up his burning fire... As I head down my drive I can barely see the sun but I notice the mist is starting to burn and I hear the call of the cat tails from within the swampy marsh. I begin to calm my fears but I can still feel the chill and shudder yet again... Then from the gloom I hear the mist scream out as the sun's warm rays start to penetrate it's smokey gloom. I almost reach the bend in the road on my drive; then my phone begins to ring I fumble for it and look away... From the edge of nowhere...it was lurking...lingering waiting...running came the misty moan I hear it but its too late...there is no sun here. For I know things come running from out of the mist and the things that come a running never miss... I'm shuddering and cold and know I too am one that disappeared in the marsh... below the meadow with the misty moan... JLCL (c)

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