Tag Archives: dreams

Land of the Free

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With the D-Day commemorations of the 80th Anniversary this week, I was reminded why we fought why we banded together.

Americans fought against suppression and tyranny just as we had in the Revolution, the Civil War and World War II.

We didn’t fight over a Woman eventually overtaken by a soldiers in a horse.

We fought for the rights of our neighbors as well as our selves, we fought for representation in the face of a violent dictator.

We didn’t agree we were the superior race we believed we all should be free.

Stop your belly aching.

Stop your whining.

And band together to repress control.

Enable freedom.

That is what America is, was and always will be.

The land of the free.

Only then can invention and innovation reveals itself.

We started the Industrial Revolution, the technological revolution and won the first person on the moon in the space race.

The land of opportunity and freedom does not follow but fosters and encourages minds to develop and learn without hate or control.

Keep it that way.

-Jennie Nawrocki

Who Am I

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Who Am I

Am I a hater, some would have you think so.
Am I a dictator, I don’t see anyone wanting to follow or believe me.
Am I short, yes, but my temper has dropped.
Am I remorseful, we are not perfect.
Am I a savior, most believe there is only one of those.
Am I insane, only in the eyes of the beholder.
Am I stupid, I believe everyone has good intentions.
Am I a communicator, that is up for debate.
Am I a recycler, all good thoughts and blessings need repetition.
Am I fearful, this controls my actions more than anything else.
Am I depressed, I do have hope.
Am I living, here’s the written proof.
Am I realistic, just the facts.
Am I funny, many find me quite amusing.
Am I a dreamer, everyone has desires.
Am I a worker, when I know somebody positively benefits without greed.
Am I a woman, with all the working parts.
Am I pretty, 10’s are overrated.
Am I a loner, more times than I wish.
Am I a friend, I am already yours.
Am I a lover, of all things, yes, romantically, not at the moment.
Am I a partner, what did you have in mind?
Am I patient, I have waited a long time for many things.
Am I rich, I have a bountiful heart.
Am I good, that is my goal everyday.
Am I thankful, for all of you.
Am I proud, of who I am.

-Jennie Nawrocki

For years this was posted as the about page for Jennie Nawrocki but now we are changing into a nonprofit and soon the poetry and other artwork here will be by more than just Jennie Nawrocki.

So if you are a person with a disability or knows a person with a disability who writes, draws, sculpts, sees, acts, or plays, sing and composes music email us at Jennie.nawrocki@penaugural.com and we may publish and or sell your artwork here.

Don’t be shy you have seen some of my poetry though we do reserve the right based on hateful and inappropriate content not to publish your work.

Looking forward to expanding our author base soon.

It’s Real

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if y’all didn’t see my last post New Project please give it a read and donate to those who are struggling financially. Any amount will benefit those who need a home. Yes I know it seems strange how can a woman like myself be in contact with the Royal Council Federation, well I am not sure myself but I am not knocking it if you know what I mean. They as well as I know people out there need support and you are the one to give it to them donate now and you will see the results of better communities.

Thank you again,

Jennie Nawrocki

Illusion, Dream, or Reality?

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Illusions say to us what we want them to say
Dreams say what we want the future to be
Reality says to us things we don’t always want to hear
I say thoughts that aren’t always about you
I stay up worrying about everything and nothing
It is about where do I fit?
What am I to you?
Why?
Always the same questions?
This time I don’t know what to expect
We weren’t what we were yesterday
We are not what we are today
What will we be tomorrow?
If I believe I am crazy, if I don’t believe I am crazy
I don’t want to be a hollow shell of myself,
I don’t like being lost in my mind, lonely
I want to be real, present, with you
Today, tomorrow and forever after.
Is that an illusion, dream or reality?

-Jennie Nawrocki

Dreams

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In slumber their vibrance
joins yesterday, today and tomorrow.
As awake, plans full of imaginations filled with
romance, wealth, prosperity, happiness
pipe dreams, they are all pipe dreams
only to shatter in the bitter cold.
In there somewhere a drop
without greed, selfishness, falsehoods
based on strength and true substance
changes the flow down the pipe
concentrating one drop at a time
warming the surrounding environment to
becoming comfy, cozy, content.
Soon the long hollow shaft smoothly guides
no longer frozen and jaded
willing to allow a more pure filtered sustenance.
These resulting dreams no longer
rot with bubbles of impossibility
but are refined out of reality
flexible enough to satisfy all.

-Jennie Nawrocki