Leo Janowick

Leo Janowick Apr 2019

I was born during
The new moon phase
Of the lunar cycle.
Under the sign of Aries.

Naively optimistic
The stars of the heavens
Sparkle in my eyes.

A never-ending
Passionate enthusiasm
For ideas, causes, and love.

Always leading me
And those who follow
On grand adventures.

A strong imagination
And a willingness to act
Before thinking things through,
May make for some mistakes.

Yet this is the way
That feels most right
And is the secret
For keeping me happy.

#moon

Leo Janowick Apr 2019

Secrets

He wove all the secrets
of his heart....

Into Poetry....

Leo Janowick Apr 2019

Dreams of You

Your sweeping lips
Lingers on me
In exquisite ways
Gently shatter me

Weaken my knees
In ruined lipstick
Set me ablaze
In smoldering heat

Melt me sweetly
In panting breaths
Make me quiver
Between limber sheets

In pure seduction
Of uncovered tenderness
Caress the fragility
Hidden in brokenness

In lustful sin
Of insatiable needs
Liberate what’s caged
Years in melancholy

Indulge wild hearts
In sheer delight
of dreams colorful
with love intertwined

#dreams

Leo Janowick Apr 2019

Come To Me

Your sweeping lips
Lingers on me
In exquisite ways
Gently shatter me

Weaken my knees
In ruined lipstick
Set me ablaze
In smoldering heat

Melt me sweetly
In panting breaths
Make me quiver
Between limber sheets

In pure seduction
Of uncovered tenderness
Caress the fragility
Hidden in brokenness

In lustful sin
Of insatiable needs
Liberate what’s caged
Years in melancholy

Indulge wild hearts
In sheer delight
of dreams colorful
with love intertwined

#sheets

Leo Janowick Apr 2019

Aches

This ache, this ache,
that dwells inside,
leaves nowhere for me
to run and hide.

It controls my mood,
and clouds my mind,
it wears on my soul, and
leaves my heart confined.

My compass is broken,
I can't trust my thoughts
this sadness I feel has me
******* in knots.

#ache

Mar 2019

Lillian Teresa

Sister Souls

Can you see them in the night?
A thousand broken sisters
Howling at the moon
And leaking love

Watch them dance
Amid their sorrow
Watch them lift a new day
With every breath

Through their cracks
You get to know them
Through their tears
You'll wipe your own

Can you hear them?
Shrieking! Singing
“Amazing grace, how
******* SWEET the sound!”

Hurling empowerment
At their own reflections!
Taking their stolen souls
Back- By force!

By grace and the smell
Of their cigarettes;
Rolled in the very fabric
Of their fears.

Be afraid of them-
They are, and
Forever will be,
Unstoppable.

This is the poem I wrote upon leaving the psych clinic where I stayed in a trauma unit for a few weeks. I missed the strong and powerful women I met there a lot, and wanted to honor them somehow.

#broken #sad #depression #recovery #selfworth #selflove #love #empowerment #inspirational #inspiring

Mar 2019

Lillian Teresa

Reflection Pool

The girl in the puddle
Looks like a woman

Maybe the ripples
Warp my view-
Maybe not! But
I can't see clearly, anyway.

Her smile
Kind of looks like mine

Her longing ties strings to my heart
And pulls; I want to love her
Someone should.

She's been alone too long
Been at home too much
Been a *****
To get along with.

I see her again in the window
Of a shop; stalking me.
I can't escape her.

I want to leave her
Need to please her
Who is she, anyway?

I ask,
But she won't reply

I take,
And she does not give

She throws,
Still I do not catch.

I pick a flower
Bend over a pond
And place it behind her ear-

She does not thank me,
But-

Her smile
Kind of looks like mine

I wrote this during my last stay at a psychiatric clinic where I was challenged to write more positively about myself.

#selflove #self #reflection #selfworth #selfesteem #introspection #love #thoughts #recovery