The Poet’s House – Summer – Jeanne (wabi-sabi)

Gleeful sands of mischieflighten oppressed time.The celestial sphere pullslaughter from the land. And they laid their languished heads down upon the driftwood. Waves lapping the naked feet. To sleep. To sleep. Under the noon day sun, Souls yearn to caress the rising moon. To feel. To feel. Wrapped in fallen petals, swept up in leafed-outContinue reading “The Poet’s House – Summer – Jeanne (wabi-sabi)”

Arrangements – Jeanne Elizabeth (wabi-sabi)

If i were to talk because i held a certain trustthat words left on ledgeswouldn’t be pushedshoved or trampledwhat would your answer be?The flowers carefully cuteach slice affords another vieweach decidedly newto the possibility of desert juiceso let’s drink up under the star’s canopy.And if the end starts another conversation would you stay past midnightunderContinue reading “Arrangements – Jeanne Elizabeth (wabi-sabi)”

The winds not so pleasant

the mad winds are backback mad and dryback one eveningfrom a flooded coastI slip in the midst of a desertand they come herethey come here all madand find me with my head upand my legs openthey grab meby my hairand on the iron railingI imagine hitting my headthey comethe mad windsand fill my gut withContinue reading “The winds not so pleasant”

patient times – jeanne (seasons poetic journey) i long laid down my pencilliberated from reckless lovemy pining heart grewfor grassy meadowsand sun lit skiesof opulent hues. Something beautiful to focusthe agony of the worldrelinquished to peaceful calm. for more from this author, please find here here:

Dance Upon the Waters – Jeanne Elizabeth

What of the melting snow and drifting sand? He ponders the arrows of a cloud’s gripping hand. Watches wind shake her hair. To spy the girl steady on the cliff she guards a boat where sea roses bloom honorably for self and man. She whispers in his storm “Let me be.” Forever wayward in searchContinue reading “Dance Upon the Waters – Jeanne Elizabeth”