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Jennifer Mundell Poem
Will you get my shoes out of that crevice, please?
I seem to have lost bits and pieces of my memory
Can you help me find them?
Sometimes, when I wake up or go to sleep early in the morning, I watch the sunrise
Have you ever listened to the birds chirping at dawn?
I used to have a good friend named Dawn
We’ve lost touch
Do you ever wonder what happens to sounds after they’ve been heard?
Do they go somewhere, or merely cease to exist?
Where do amoebas go when they die?
What’s the deal with censorship anyway?
Isn’t that an oxymoron to freedom of expression?
How can some people think it’s alright to torture animals, when they so clearly have such
human-like emotions?
Some people think they know everything
Doesn’t that just prove that they know nothing at all?
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Lay your little head, my love
On that fluffed up pillow so white
Close your heavy eyelids, love
I’ve just come to say goodnight
I lightly kiss your forehead, love
Run my fingers through your hair
Reach to turn your lamp off, love
And tuck you in with care
I sit for but a moment, love
To watch your peaceful sleep
Such a precious picture, love
It forever will I keep
Sleep tight, lovebug
May sweet dreams fill your head
And as the world buzzes on outside
You’ll be safe in bed
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Alone in my bed, I lie awake for hours thinking of you
Remembering your touch
In the morning hours, I fall asleep
Only to dream of you a bit longer
Your kind eyes and smile are resonated in my memory
Broad shoulders and strong arms I could melt in
Thoughts of what could be haunt me
You and I, together in love
Always by each other’s side
If you wanted, you could be
The water that quenches the thirst in me
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I’m just a girl
Who hates to be alone
I’m just a girl
To whom tenderness needs to be shown
Hold me.. Kiss me…
Brighten up my starless nights
Come rescue my dreaming heart
Let us soar into the heights
We can leave behind our sorrows
Leave behind our pain
Forget about life’s mistakes
And efforts done in vain
Let’s forget about society
Forget all we’ve been told
Their lies have not deceived us
Our freedom will not be sold
Come now… Hold me… Kiss me…
Brighten up this starless night
Please come rescue my dreaming heart
Let us soar into the heights
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Decades wearing at his trunk
His branches sorrowfully drooping
Standing by and watching
As society is stooping
An overlooked eyewitness
To all that comes to pass
Every kind remark
And every ridiculing sass
Bearing the comings and goings
Adapting to each new scene
Minding his own business
Trying not to intervene
Sitting in tranquility
Counting the hours till his end
An onlooker of destruction
A bystander without a friend
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She’s incredibly stupid.
She’s ridiculously naive.
She actually believed him.
She really thought he wouldn’t leave.
He said, “I didn’t mean it, baby.”
Something she’d heard before.
She will swallow up his lies again.
She doesn’t deserve anything more.
She knows she can trust NO ONE.
She knows they are all the same.
She will submit again this time.
She will play his game.
She wonders what else there might be out there.
She cries out and no one hears.
She is pleading for acceptance.
Her words fall on deafened ears.
She questions everything she knows.
She challenges her every belief.
It’s a wicked, sick and twisted cycle
For only God offers relief.
She can see Him in the distance.
He tells her that He loves her
More than any man ever can or ever will.
And when she comes back from doubting Him.
He will be here for her still.
He says, “I know your heart is breaking.”
“Just remember what you’ve always known.”
“Always trust in me, my child…”
“And you will never be alone.”
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Dancing in the world of the undead
Soles lightly treading unearthed graves
Take my decaying hand in yours, love
Tonight this land belongs to us
Torn apart in life
Our love cannot be tainted here
Ironic purity found in death
One end brings a new beginning
Simplistic euphoria
Never to be found among the living
Gliding through endless ages
Time does not matter in this place
Let them all stare as we prance by
Their envy poorly disguised as disgust
Gaping smiles merrily shouting
“Ashes to ashes! Dust to dust!”
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At night I feel a peace inside me
I can almost feel an arm around me
At night I feel safe
At night I see you gazing at me
I can almost hear you whispering softly
At night I feel special
At night I venture with you into the great unknown
I can almost feel you holding my hand
At night I feel alive
At night I dream of us together
I can almost feel your heart beat
At night I feel loved
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I can see it now, us together in a fairytale world
I’ll flutter my fairy wings and watch the stardust fall upon your face
You can take my hand and lead me into the great unknown
I will follow you
The longer we stay away from the cruel place we call home
The easier it will be to let it slip from our minds
And all we will have to think about
Is soaring through the pretty purple sky
Just me and you…flying in the sky…
Take my hand and lead me into the great unknown…
I want to soar through the pretty purple sky…
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I’m biting my tongue
I don’t want to say what must be said
I’m drowning in my own foolishness
These thoughts swirling about my head
These bitter words I choke back
Shoving lies down my throat
Believing them
As to not betray
I hate this whimsy that haunts my mind
I hate this passion that empowers my heart
True love… a thing so hard to find
Why’d I have to find it… in you?
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