it is bad

when general

morality seems 

extremely skewed

 or misplaced

basically on hold

in order 

to maintain 

the appearance 

public personas

provided as individuals 

-Jennie Nawrocki 

its dark

lights cold of use

a moon covered

in clouds

the stars barely show

for even the

crickets are silent

the dream sticks

of horrors abound

lying there

wanting more thought

bringing emotions

changing moods

from frightened

to enjoyment 

living with goodness 

though somehow 

images bold

block transition 

causing them to remain 

when really you are

only surrounded 

by darkness

-Jennie Nawrocki 

for a while

it’s been building 

the underground 

where all things

important and relevant 

are extremely 

covered with nasties

of those 

being told continuously 

you don’t belong

-Jennie Nawrocki 

my life is what

you have made it

for my mistakes 

combined with 

there’s a method

to the madness

they have said

in my ear

repeatedly 

how in the world 

do I maintain 

some sanity

if not all

despite all

the problems 

a normal 

person has

-Jennie Nawrocki 

busy they seem

moving everywhere 

amongst buildings 

of various sizes

knowing not

what they do specifically 

though they always

seem to have a plan

for random events 

are seldom 

in a world

so coordinated 

-Jennie Nawrocki 

water drips

from clouds

calmly mists

before evaporation 

lightly dampening

everything around 

barely visible 

smaller than

dew drops 

covering the body

fresh and new

-Jennie Nawrocki 

found it

don’t know how

search there

here possibly 

it’s the second 

time to relook

and there

a little bit

beneath a tab

traces of what

is found

-Jennie Nawrocki 

never did you

allow a person 

to leave a mess

for it is unknown 

when it is cleared

or how it affects

others in future days

for one simple 

piece added to

continually creates

opposing seasons waste 

piling along highways 

for one little bit

of their world

revealed and seen

only leaves

this world

cluttered with

unnecessary viles

of cest pools to dump

-Jennie Nawrocki 

this is the year

somehow what

has been

in these poems

is spoken 

in person 

to all involved 

good, bad

indifferent 

finding the inbetweens

even brings

the meanings

into action 

-Jennie Nawrocki 

cold as the sun

shines from the sky

the warmth it gives

hidden by wind

and clouds

moving slowly

for now

in between seasons 

weather changes

quickly without 

requiring many

layers of clothes 

to help when 

the chill does come

-Jennie Nawrocki