I'll hurt myself
before you get
the chance.

heads of golden yellow stem so green and bright
standing up so tall standing so upright.

glowing in the sun in the early dawn
sat there on display in the early morn.

even in the boxes of the window sill
this lovely springtime flower the golden daffodil.

such a sight  to see such a lovely thing
i love to see the daffodils in the early spring

I was feeling
down
depressed
and dark.
I put
some
rocks in my
cup
to uplift my
spirits,
to climb
out of the hole.

I want to
run on
the clouds
and
touch the sun;
go 180 around
the third turn.
Feel nothing but
the wind;
go out like
Earnhardt Sr.
in
a blaze of
glory.
Last lap
last run.

Why is poetry dying
when we still have the gift?
If we still have water
then we still have a ship.
We can sail to the places
these words take us.
We are still shaken
by the words that make us.
Why should we let poetry die
when there is so much to explore?
If only people read it
and discovered more.

Not always the writer's intent
Sometimes they are screaming on a page
Others make love to it
Took time to know that artists do much more with words than they are given credit
No matter what your genre is, if you write than you can hear me
It was never meant for to happen
The fact that it did is a gift
You all are gifted and you perfect and polish your craft
Can you see yourself?
Your heart is on your pages but where are your eyes?

C@rainbowchaser2020

Central to my heart
I don’t want to be apart
Our dreams of love
We are just dreaming

My love for you is real
But can you not just feel
The love from inside of me

Central to my heart
I don’t want to be apart
Our dreams of love
We are just dreaming

So what is it
That’s in your heart
Do you really feel for me?

Central to my heart
I don’t want to be apart
Our dreams of love
We are just dreaming

So when you go to sleep
Is it me that’s on your mind
Or am I just dreaming

Central to my heart
I don’t want to be apart
Our dreams of love
We are just dreaming

I really didn't think that when you finally disowned me,

It would be so liberating.

Freeing.

Stress-melting.

Wonderful.


Thank you,

Jordan Matthew Jansen

**

Time to introduce the blessings in life
Two beautiful children.
Small hands,
high lilting voices
Warm (& sticky) cuddles
That light up my world.

Funny little sayings
Pet lizards
Kinetic sand
Violin and karaoke
Cubbies and craft.
Uncomplicated, unadulterated,
unending, not taken for granted.
Love.