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Jaclyn Harlamert Jan 2017
I hear a dinosaur knocking at my door
I think he always wants a little more
The dinosaur is the past, or history wanting to survive in memory so it will continue to exist
Jaclyn Harlamert Jan 2017
There's a puddle on my cheek
And its there because you won't speak
When you're silent, my mind runs more than it should
And it never makes up anything good
I try to see from your eyes
But that only makes me want to cry
I've lost my own eyes in a smog
I'm not sure of where to walk
I haven't heard anything from either ear
So far, no sign of direction is clear
Emotions before a break up
Jaclyn Harlamert Jan 2017
I wish I could be with you, sleeping in your arms
Even when unconscious, you keep me safe from harm

Feeling your chest breathing underneath my ear,
There's a steady heartbeat of yours I love to hear

Someone told me that love is an endeavor,
Yet I know, I could lay with you forever.
My squishiest poem
Jaclyn Harlamert Jan 2017
There's a never ending rhythm
Listen carefully and you can hear
Listen quietly so it comes clear
Pay enough attention and you'll live the lyrics
Dancing to the beat
Dont forget to move your feet
If someone try's to tell you how it goes
You wont catch the way it flows
Close your eyes, take off your clothes
Watch your breath come and go
When you hear it you will know
Spontaneous reactions
And unbelievable attractions
Being where you are will get you so far
Here in the song
Where there is no wrong
Jaclyn Harlamert Jan 2017
Its hard not to listen
When its part of his ears
The voices dont listen
They just instill fears
Its like he is two
And can't figure which is true
He watch to just choose
A repulsive song was sung
With the black and sour tongues
It puts him in a trance
And they make him do a dance
Stuck in the same motion
They keep feeding him this potion
Its fuel for the machine
Powered by grey matter
But the fuel isn't clean
Soon blood will splatter
On the face of the innocent
She just wanted to help
But all her coins are spent
She just wants to help.
Its a wild disorder
Jaclyn Harlamert Jan 2017
Sometimes I go for a walk without myself
  not really alone but beyond the self
I let the fresh air fill my lungs
  at the same time the windchime rung
Connected to the sound
  I felt my heart pound
I noticed the crickets chants
  as the trees started to dance
One of my favorites. Another one with images of a dream.
Jaclyn Harlamert Jan 2017
Desperately searching
but not moving an inch, standing
Its dark and I'm scared
I can't see past the wreckage
Its too tall and thick
What I'm looking for has to be there
I notice you sitting in the shadows
Maybe, wondering what I'm looking for?
I asked if you knew if it was that way
You came to me and together
With the first step it gets brighter
With the second step it gets clearer
With the third step it gets warmer
Its beautiful, its whimsical
Its stunning, it must be spring
There's a dog caged in behind a fence
He is barking toward us, warning us?
Mad at us? Maybe he is calling for us
To set him free but we don't have His key
What a flower, so rich with power
I want to take it with me,
It has protection that ****** me
A little further there's a stream
In the sunlight it gleams
The water is only the most clean
What else do I need?
Nothing comes to mind so I'll take my time
I like it here
I'm not leaving here
The beauty is worth the stay
This one happened as I was describing the dream I just woke up from. The setting, like most my dreams, was in the neighborhood I grew up in.
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