The Hells Of War


Bang, bash, boom

Sshssh, whistle, splat

Slammed doors

Windows crashed

Buildings collapsed

Friends missing

Hurt or

Worst of all


Sleepless nights

Sporadic meals

Clothes nasty

Body smelling skanky

From days of

Lots of running

And more walking

Corners suspicious

Bombardments needed

When does it end

When can I go home

Some stuff you just

Don’t want to remember

In the hell of war

-Jennie Nawrocki

The Problem


Could it be

What about

Have you thought of

They are going to say

They probably think

Goodness gracious not

I should cover my basis

I can’t say this

Won’t do that

But what if

I must

Ugh what now

I didn’t think of

-Jennie Nawrocki

You Believe


When you trust

You believe

What is done


What is said

You believe

You know

Their intentions

You believe

You understand

Your relationship

Inter dynamics

You believe

Trust is honesty

Which is not a lie

Because your beliefs

Are trustworthy

-Jennie Nawrocki



A heart

Was meant

For steady beats

Without fibrillation

Without skips

Without freezing

Gentle must be

The ba boomps

Or quick

In athleticism

But steady

All the same

Just as your

Love must be

Steady like

A heart beat

-Jennie Nawrocki