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Jennifer Laur Poem
Going back!
Not being a part.
A well known return
With no book to start.
Only a visitor
Not able to stay.
A worn out excitement
To brighten a day
Jennifer Ryan Laur
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Jennifer Laur Poem
To my Best friend Bridget. She is still "the wind beneath my wings".
And through each hand
It travels its path
Leaving behind a glazed eye
And disoriented smile
That frees the soul
And the smokey room
Clears-
An understanding
Of unimportant jokes
Sets her mind in laughter.
And the next one To "Come on down"
Can be you.
Imagine
If you could win the showcase
Ah,What a dream.
And a pop tart
Can very well
Hypnotize your mind.
"Bangity Bang Bang"
Your dead
You sleepy head.
And the peace of mind
Smothers your face.
Leaving an indescribable urge
To find the perfect pillow
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Jennifer Laur Poem
Just a boy covering tracks
On the corner of Wilkens Ave.
Whispers his passion
To the salesmen
Of death!
Synthesized heaven
Where high wired souls
Return to
The hole
Sunk into the bed.
And spectacular rays
Do not pierce
His red lined mirrors.
Once stained blue
And young
And in love - With me.
And now
He hides his tattoos
Under a jacket.
He is still covering tracks.
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Jennifer Laur Poem
Historical Foreshadowing
Marring-
The once brilliant Sanctuary
-A commonplace Event-
Without a place.
An opening up
Of old and new torments
And
Run
On
Thoughts
-Half Unanswered-
Stop at the border
-In semidarkness-
The edge of eternity.
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Jennifer Laur Poem
Existing
-Within tormented branches-
Rose scented thorns
Uprooted
Sand --- Stinging
But still existing.
Grasping
-Through fog thickened air-
Barbed Wire mask
Distorting the sounds
And keeping the silence.
But still existing.
And naked lines appear
On withered satin flesh.
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