Jean Poems - Poems about Jean

...Frog in a Well By: Joanne Jin 1. The Frog I am the frog in a well: I do not speak; I do not move– I think of sundaes and sunshine and all the euphoria, But I can’t help but carry a he......Read More

... Green Crisp Emerald foliage adorn timber wood Fresh, lush , meadows spring in season Its blades navigate terrain Parrot recite and chant ,echoing tongues Making language its own ......Read More

...Held you in the light of faded blue jean memories Starring down the contour of your thighs kissing gently the dimples of your knees starting to squeeze your ankles too tight. That......Read More

... The Red Beret Molding faith Holding the mystery Its breath Its weight Bouquet Decline Decay Marckincia Jean Free verse 05/02/2023......Read More

...I love so much the book company, More than anything in the world, More than cats or butterflies, Looking at the books in my room, soothe me, Henry James amazes me, what intelligence, Yachar K......Read More

...The boss aka Bruce Springsteen and the E Street band Bruce Frederick Joseph Springsteen born at Monmouth Medical Center in Long Branch, New Jersey, on September 23, 1949. His nationaliti......Read More

...July first 2023 will celebrate... our sixth anniversary at Highland Manor Apartments Subtitled: The perspective of one festive folky fellow friendliness ofttimes prompts me when crossing path......Read More

...Sins like putrid spectres resurrected To be tried by the Cadaver Synod[1] in Rome. Regurgitating slights imagined or real, And embellished upon beyond all recognition, Not needing to keep to the ......Read More

......“Whatever power the Devil may have is only what I left him when he fell, These anti-christ schemes are mirrors and smoke, and I deem they always will be as well. “You think that because you ......Read More

......It was on the day contractions began that Satan deigned to return to the room, snarled at her, and said, “It’s about time. Thankfully I can get rid of you soon.” She could barely look at his......Read More

......He snapped his fingers, and everything changed, she was in her bed, but not her bedroom, red walls of gore flanked poor Jean on all sides, fire ran through seems, she heard cries of doom. “T......Read More

...I am bathing my dolly; her name is Jean. With soap in her eyes, she is not so keen. I am doing my best, not trying to be mean. But I do want this dolly to be really clean. I am kind of a Dolly-......Read More

...By George (burning hard), I Shaw tried to playwright offers his unsolicited tidbits as scene courtesy the following virtually staged philosophical insight. Arch back like a professional......Read More

...Have You Ever Had dreams about your Past so vivid and real You woke up and Thought you were back there Have You Ever Panicked at the thought Of Setting Foot Outside Even Though You Kn......Read More

...Jean Neuhaus had an apothecary store in Brussels. He started covering medicines with chocolate, to make it more palatable. His grandson replaced the medicine with praline. “a spoonful of sugar”......Read More