symbols of the past
morph nonexistent
depleted at the core
gyroscopes hold no vision
briers don’t sting
wars inconsequential
knowing the truth
came unexpected
from the realities
encountered each day
-Jennie Nawrocki
symbols of the past
morph nonexistent
depleted at the core
gyroscopes hold no vision
briers don’t sting
wars inconsequential
knowing the truth
came unexpected
from the realities
encountered each day
-Jennie Nawrocki
as days and nights intertwine
sleep has no routine
conversation is a french braid
gathering strands along the way
never to fully rest only rounding with interest
eating the hours away
as days and nights intertwine
-Jennie Nawrocki
flashes abound
capturing snapshots
tweaking to support
assumed thoughts
provides fiction
passed along
changing the view
of the tale
describing a person
of forged imagery
-Jennie Nawrocki
no need to fight
separate the spite
the only food
keeping good
-Jennie Nawrocki
I don’t wanna
you know I gonna
its in your favor yah
seeing the doc going ah, ah, ah
I ain’t got crap
shown from a pap
just that blessed baby
from my whittle belly
-Jennie Nawrocki
pain inflicting
feel without editing
words of anger
positive vernacular
tenses stagnate
expressions animate
interactions bitter
intimacy tender
strangers endure
relationships are pure
-Jennie Nawrocki
scramble awake
dreams dissipate
covers removed
pressing feet
stands the body
through the frozen air
flipping switches
dispelling darkness
percolating the day
in multiple ways
dressing for the occasion
gathering items for use
communicating ideas
agreements made
processes begin
routines completed
although more to be done
amongst weaving thoughts
guiding the unwrapped day
-Jennie Nawrocki
interductions unnecessary
feelings were tense free
within the company
calmness claims
passageway clear
beginning unseen
cemented deep
friendship thrives
from that initial hi
-Jennie Nawrocki
tranquil thoughts
our daily aim
lapsing completely
hindsight brings
discussion among
what’s to come
this will be good
bringing forth
tranquil thoughts
-Jennie Nawrocki
rooted in the ground
it spreads wide and long
withdrawn from the eye below
seeking moisture around
above leaves face sunlight
growing within view
shading one so close
each year a new ring
expansive in its build
casting a presence
ancient with wisdom
through vast weather
adapting through change
flowing with air
standing through extremes
awed by its abilities
from just a tiny seed.
-Jennie Nawrocki