Janice Poems - Poems about Janice

Deep down inside her earthen throat God fashioned a pearled railroad... Her freight train soul gifted the world a bouquet of thorns and blue hearted roses. An existence of devilish fire and heavenly rain Shot glasses of needles and stem rose champagne. ...

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Janice’s Looks in the Mirror Like a pendulum from an orange clockwork The agent high above on raucous prayers She hung high and dry suspended in drought Resembling a shot of liquid poppies injected The heroine succumbed in Noah’s wet arch Until finally she could walk on fantasy’s water Imagined ecstasy popped upon gold in her veins Liberation caressed her intimate secrets and...

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I found the box in the attic A flat, rigid white box The sort that special greetings card came in It was immediately familiar Reminding me of my first love For inside the box Carefully kept and preserved Were the love letters from Janice Scented with cheap perfume Letters full of young girls chatter About favourite pop groups and fashions And the days “must haves” Talk of...

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Some songs make their impressions Lasting forever in our minds They may fade or not mean as much As our soul society blinds They tell us what they want us to hear Trying so hard to keep us blind But through the Songs Janice used to sing We were some how able to find How would you love to be Bobby McGee? Or the...

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late at night i dream of you like little boys dream of hero's i in bondage of lonliness send you love notes of my distress and in my dreams you always arrive just as allways in the nick of time my doom once again thwarted my gloom and despiration departed my thoughts fly through the air to kiss an angel i must dare and in...

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