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Jen Snow May 13
Usted
Saber
Me
Trató

A
Conseguir
Mi
Palabra

Derecho
Para
Usted

Mi
Español
Ser
Oxidado

Convertir
Fuera
Nos
Dos

Ser
Jugar
Diferente

Juego

Debería haber
Ver
Se
Temprano

Algunas veces

Usted
Tener
A
Paso
Volver

Amor

A
Ver

Verdad

Para

Que
Lo
Po­r qué
Donde

Se
Realmente

Ser
Jen Snow May 13
That
Feeling

When
Someone
Who

Was

Is
No
Longer

A
Part

Of

Ap­art
From

Gone

Then
All
You

Can
Be

Is

Disappointed

In
Knowing
Their

Truth
Jen Snow Apr 30
Hard
To
Fathom

In
Between
States

Atomic
Poetry

X-ray
Images

Convey
To
Him

My
Love

Visual

To
My
Verbal

Literal

My
Nuances
Confuse

I
Want
To
Learn

His
Language

Without
All
The

Gloved
Masked
Digital
Distance

Just

Love

In­
The
Time

Of

Covid
Views from a Pandemic
Jen Snow Apr 22
I
Watch
You

Beautifully
Blur

Streaming
Conscious
Thought

Hummingbird
Style

Intricate
Designs
Linking

Universe
To
Star

You
Make
Poetry

Only

Few
Can
See

Fewer
Can­
Read

I
Love

Being

In
Your
Flow
Jen Snow Apr 10
Looking
Out

Only
Sky

All
This
Time

Lost

Watching
White
Trucks

Carrying
Empty
Husks

On
To
Eternity

Am

I

The
Only
One

Who

Can

See
This
Travesty

?
Views from a pandemic
Jen Snow Sep 2018
Staring

With
Lustful
Gaze

Seductive
Darkness

Eludes

Light
To
Dark

Black
To
White

Gradients
Of
Trouble

Capture

This
Weary
Mind

Lie
Still
You
Hopeful
Hostage­

Thirsting
For
Sleep’s

Tranquil
Sanctuary

Assuredly

Salvation
Is
Just
Moments

Away
Jen Snow Aug 2018
Some days

I

Feel

Like
I
Am

Falling

Through
The
World

But

Some days

The
World
Feels

Like
It
Is

Falling

Through

Me

Sounds
C­olors
Sirens

Am
I
The

Prism

That
Brings
The

Rainbow

Into
Foc­us

Or
Just
Another
Looking
Glass

Mirroring

What
I
See

?
Jen Snow Apr 2018
Sunlight
Dappled
Wood
Floor

Old rocking chair

And
A
Breeze
That
Smells
Of
Summer

Tall
Grass
Dances

Birds
Expand
And
Contract

Accordion
Style

Their
Flight
A
Music
Unto
Itself

Such
Rare
Beauty

Far as the eye can see

In this moment

Everything
Is
Alive

Especially

Me
Jen Snow Feb 2018
You

Are
My
Phantom
Pain

My
Missing
Limb

The
Piece
I
Just
Can’t
Find

The
Friend
I
Lost
Along
The
Way

One
Day
There

As
Dear
As
Ever

Unt­il
The
Call
Took
You

Suddenly
Quickly
Spirited
Away

Put
Your
Beautiful
Soul

Into

A

Five-sided granite box

With
Windows
Going
Nowhere

So
Everyone
Can
Watch

The
Politics
****
You

Fast
As
****

Slow
As
Creeping­
Wood
Rot

I
Mourn

The
Loss

Of
Another
Good
Friend
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