Short Jensen Poems

Let me off -

Stuffed
Weighted chest
life was to change, improve

Instead
the pain grips me
my gaze won't stay focused
eyelids insist on closing

Let me die
End this pain
End this life
Will it then end?

Shall I try?

(c) Lisa Jensen-Lewis 2011...

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Jensen plays to the skinless drum
Ten chocolate soldiers melt down
by the campside
Platitudes of the night
crimson altar affairs preside

I have forgotten your face
wish i was a pram
under full moon
grateful to be the new born
like a newly hatched larvae

An urbane man chased by 
bedraggled beagles
Forget the rest
cruelty at its own behest
treads to grey





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Shadows dancing about,
encircling around wrists
changing into snakes
and then it rains blood.
Constricting coils of rope,
a clattering of bones.
Laughter surrounding,
legs run but everything
is slowed down.
Screams are silently
stolen from lips.
Falling down into
a pool of fire.
Eyes close in horror,
open again....safe.
Alive.
Awake, in the real world.

Karlin K. Jensen, November 21, 2012...

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An ash blaze scours your head.
The ice kaleidoscope of your eyes burns into my soul.
The hardened touch of gentle hands scars my body.
The piercing touch of his tongue abuses my lips.
My knees weaken. His smell, musky, tainted with Armani. 
The torture continues. You’ve pull me into your destructive embrace.
Shocked with electricity, you whisper 
I can satisfy you.


© Sandra Denise Jensen
5 November 2007...

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As I sit here on the bed
Thinking how you should be fed
By my love pure as the color red
As the time gets closer yet
And I scream silent in my head
Cause I don't want to be fed
To this time of patience said

Cause it seems like eternity
Waiting as my passion bleeds
Yearning as the days decrease
To the day we will succeed
Once again each other we'll see
Embrace, entwine and become unity
As we journey to life's serenity


Crystal Jensen
08/14/2020
For my King....

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