i sit in my apartment
alone and unconsciously think of processies that happen
Life happened to me
As I listened to etudes And read philosophy As I smoked A few cigarettes m And ate a lot of rice As my beard turned grey and my hair had to be dyed black As my love matured and i matured with it And I let it happen to me
if history r e p e a t
itself then why they say it happens only once upon a time?
Sometimes , I feel lost
Sometimes , I wonder where I'm going What becomes of me It's truly a anxious thought We don't know The future is unknown I sure hope it's rather good Well whats good ? It's well plenty happy Full of laughter at least some And maybe someone to hold my hand Yea that's good Sooner then later So , I don't get lost At least before it's to late © Jennifer L DeLong 🦏 10/2020
Its time to ******* rise
Rise above all the ******* Rise above this pain Let yourself soar Go after your desires Make it happen now We have had our wake up call So make it happen Fulfill your wants and needs Say what you need to Be unafraid ******* rise up Be whole my spirit Bless me with the good Fullfill me Release any fear Rise up Its now Its time Let us be whole Time is now Rise Rise Rise © Jennifer L DeLong 🦏2/27/2021
Things are happening in the shadows
I am aware, but unaware What takes place in those dark places Then I think, should I care Should I not, Is it okay, if it is not. Time is of essence, I am losing it What's to come, it is happening I am affected, should I be affected It is out of my hands Should I try to grasp it Maybe there is more to come. It is dark, the day hasn't began No truths have come to light It is all well hidden The plotting and plans unfold The sequence it uncoded I should have been prepared, no? But no, there comes a fall, A dive, trust shattered Heart battered, It is all too fast Yes, I would move on Leave behind the baggage I don't want.
Some things don’t necessarily happen just by chance
but come about with actions we do or not in advance. _ _ _ __
From "Simple Observations" ongoing writings since the early '90's
A sequence to memory Everything that happens Is a lie Everything that happens Is a truth It is beyond comprehension I dive into every night Repeat everything Forget it next thing in the morning.