There is a world hidden
it all seems so far away
people and places out of reach
barring communication
pride, dignity, greed is the fight
fueling one’s discontent
from every aspect
excluding the one thing they wish
results damage the efforts towards
a greater relationship
allowing enhanced bonds
leaving emotional waste behind
-Jennie Nawrocki
The drop slides across the upturn mouth
feelings churning produce emotions surfacing
as facades fade exposing only steam of an embittered body.
Sad that no one would believe the truth
only a minority had faith
the others followed
for they didn’t want the same fate
ostracized from the masses
The game had to be played everyone has a role
even the unwittingly were caught in the net
Seeing spear after spear thrown til blood appears
repeatedly puncturing the corpse
vapors of life dissipated
the game had to be played
It’s moral, it’s just
pulling nets and expelling daggers of death
keep going there must be more
something more, more
greed of victory was all they really wanted
The seas decimated nothing left to catch
let’s see the reward
Net after net unraveled
Where’s the bounty?
dispersed daggers of sweat were clean of the flesh
Where’s the bounty?
Push, pull there must be something
nope, nothing
only their reflection shining
in the stolen drops of water
running from an assumed home.
Game over.
-Jennie Nawrocki
Dreams of plenty have come and gone,
many have yet to respond.
Sorrow lasted many nights,
but not without a fight.
Love occurs with a fever,
hopefully more than just a murmur.
Hope remains in the lead,
no longer will despair bleed.
-Jennie Nawrocki
foundation creation
banging, sawing, clanging
smash, bash, crash
slop, bop, crop
slap, bat
you have yourself a
flat, mat.
-Jennie Nawrocki
Down the stairs
under the wheeled gateway
tunnels of options
Where is it?
What is it?
pick, choose, decide
the beggar has spoken
past the middle
split from the push of the flow
direction emerging
towards an opening from above.
-Jennie Nawrocki
If I saw the way you were
I would want to hide the truth too
I don’t pretend not to notice
I just choose not to fight
Sometimes I forget then I don’t play stupid
I see through your play on words
Thinking she wont notice
Really it is all a game
Who can play make believe
I am ok
Living in my fake world
Just don’t disrespect me
for doing the same things that you do.
-Jennie Nawrocki
Open, Open, Open me
See what is inside
My present is only connected
Through my past
All misdeeds become a broken record
Never to escape only to be posted
For others to read my wall of mistakes
Only the law was upheld
Breaking hearts, failed communication
Was my resume, never to be forgiven
External exile was my fate
Closed from damaging anymore.
-Jennie Nawrocki
each day I sit
I do nothing,
sleep, eat, ponder.
a waste of time?
all around me are walls
white walls
with white floors,
doors, even handles.
someone said “go”
do what you want
it is up to you?
is it?
what about family, friends?
do they have a say?
is it ours or is it mine?
I do nothing,
sleep, eat, ponder.
the walls could be colorful,
theatrical, hospital
they could be anything.
what about furniture?
art deco, victorian, modern,
even goodwill eclectic.
I do nothing,
sleep, eat, ponder.
finally, I pick up a paint brush
but what color?
it will define my life,
it will define me
I do nothing,
sleep, eat, ponder.
then I decide
slow, easy, don’t overdue it.
so I ask, how is it?
do you think it will be ok?
they say “sure, fine,
just HURRY, do something”
what are they really thinking?
I stop.
I do nothing,
sleep, eat, ponder
I start again
this time I tell no one
only those closest to me
supporters without judgement
criticism that aides
people I trust.
I create, I build, I live
What happened to the
white room?
-Jennie Nawrocki
I saw you there being you
nothing was hidden
no question of who are you,
plain everyday person
Without reservation I fell in love
with the kindness, compassion, and honesty
the same qualities i wanted in you
Though nothing was real
buried and covered was the view
who was the person under the cape
I wanted to know
Without reservation I pulled back
I didn’t want it that way
I just wanted you
There you are constant undying that I can’t deny
Your only super power is love
its the one that keeps everything together
its the one thing you can’t hide
Without reservation I see now the real you
a person with kindness, compassion and honesty
the same person I will always love.
-Jennie Nawrocki
Up and down
forward rolling
slowly losing
its force, its motion
Pick it up
throw harder
with gusto
does it last longer?
Try again
all your might
same result
soon it stops
Hit the wall
at every angle
watch it fly
eventually halting
Stretch your mind
your state of being
notice the difference
the movement is endless
Stay with it
help it along
gentle tap
Focus is the key
It is up to you
which way
how fast, how slow
it changes with you
it moves high
it rolls low
the bounce continues
only resting when you do
-Jennie Nawrocki
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