I keep peppermint
syrup in the
cupboard-
the top shelf
because I know
that you don't
like your coffee
without it

And though I never see
your face these days
and I'm already
drugged out
on caffeine,
I'll reach for another
filter anyway-
to feed
my broken hunger-
my empty,
tired,
longing,
deep-seated
hunger
in my bones
and I'll see your peppermint
sitting
on the shelf
alone.

WHEN I FIRST MET YOU I KNEW YOU WERE THE ONE.
WE GOT TO TALKING AND WE SOON KNEW SO MUCH ABOUT ONE ANOTHER THAT I BECAME IN LOVE WITH YOU.
YOU SAID THAT YOU MAY BE FALLING IN LOVE TOO.
THE THING IS WE WERE SO FARAWAY FROM EACH OTHER.
OUR HEARTS BONDED AND THAT WANT BECAME TO CRAVING YOUR LIPS THE TASTE OF YOU.
IT BECAME A CRAVING.
I LOVE YOU.
AND I WILL ALWAYS.
YOUR ONE OF THOSE PEOPLE THAT I WILL ALWAYS CARE FOR.

Within stirs a persistent bane

birthed while on her mother’s knee,
endorsed with fiery warnings
loudly proclaimed from weekly pulpit.

Now her bones grate
against the cushion
while the rhythmic cadence
of rocking chair
runners on hardwood
breaks the dim silence


as past misdoings reverberate

on the back walls of her mind.

Disquietude prompts obsessions
she endeavors to prove invalid.
Her desire to flee

from reminders of falsehoods

and fake passions

nags her endlessly

like unforgivable sins

haunt a cloistered sister.
Neither pleas nor prayers

quell her remorseful ruminations.

My mum is so beautiful
My mum is so kind
My mum is so sweet
I love my mum so much
My mum gave me life
Thank you mum you gave me
a lot when you had 6 other children to see too you done it on your own thank you mum
Am sorry for all the fights and squabbles.
I thank you for giving me a roof over my head and comfort when I was weak. Love you mum

•

                                                              ­      I dig deeper into your love,

Not knowing the deeper I go,


                                          The nearer I get to hell.





                           © Earl Jane
                             ♥ E.J.C.S.

I guess I was the odd puzzle piece that was made by mistake.

The single flower
Placed upon the rocky path
Tells of pain and loss.

The silent ocean
Cannot be charged with ******
For the life it took.

Top of the food chain,
Mortal men gasp their last breath
As she engulfs them.

Fooled by her silence
The respect for her power
Was left on the shore.

Italian Petrachan sonnet*


@/♡\@/♡\@/♡\@

In the mourning of a moment
Within the angst I sit and pray
I compose this humble sonnet
There are things which I must say

I cannot convey my story
Without shedding tears of pain
But from their tracks
comes extant Glory
Peerless Hope in You remains

Holding on with trembling fingers
To a Life now broken down
The Rose of Sharon,
Your scent lingers,
In Your Presence I will drown

In a waterfall of suff'ring
Surrounded by the dew of tears
There your angel's voices sing
Through the mist Your Hand appears

In my heart, Hope springs eternal
In my heart, Faith will endure
I will shuffle off the carnal
Your Grace to come, the only cure

In my heart You mend in silence
Quiet there, Your Loving Touch
Is my Friend, and my Reliance
Prayers are said within that Hush

Like water striking on a pane
Your silences are deafening now
As the soil soaks up the rain
Your Love now heals
and growth allows

Can I ever thank You Jesus?
How can I, within this vale?
Can I know how Your Heart sees us?
For with this Knowledge I Prevail...

Here within this Tabernacle
Life is short, or so they say,
I will loosen bond and shackle

By living out your Love TODAY.


SoulSurvivor
(C) 7/11/2015

Her eyes flutter soon as they sense someone encroaching
Her nose in fear of uncertainty starts running
Like a Dear in sight of a predator approaching
As her hanky is sent up her nose cleaning

I get a closer look at her beautiful *******
Their sudden rise like a volcanic plug
Or cunning waves in an Ocean with gigantic crests
But soon as I’m close enough all she gets is a hug

Then I place my head on hers close enough to her lips
Which tremble probably in fear of the belief all speech is lies
While all through a burning urge to kiss her hard at me nips
Seeing tears of doubt gather clouding the skies of her eyes

Her heart beats too violent for someone of her age
Seems she’s grown to believe for love,pain’s her only wage