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Jennifer Sohn Poem
Was tree cutting on the island
North of the last logging camp
I was a young faller for the company
That didn’t have a heart
Thought I knew what I was doing
Thought I was doing no wrong
But then the Northern Lights appeared
And sang me magic songs
“Save me from the dying
Save me from the death
The old growth is crying
But cannot show its wrath”
I stood on the mountain
Overlooking the sea
Green auroras swirled
And the channel opened me
A Shaman appeared in moonlight
Bathed in lights of green and gold
My body shook and I felt
The depths of ancient souls
“You have been chosen to sing our nature song
What you are doing, now you know is wrong
Save us and protect us!
The ancient wisdom cried
The forests and the mountains
Need to stay alive”
The Shaman passed through me
In the prime of my youth
A 6 foot 2 logging man
At last had heard the truth
Was a long time ago
Nothing much has changed
This message is all I have
Maybe I’ll be saved
Chosen to remember
Chosen to forget
The green force of nature
Forever in its debt
Copyright © Jennifer Sohn | Year Posted 2021
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Jennifer Sohn Poem
Under the green oak
the earth saves me from the pull
of the sea. Riptide.
Copyright © Jennifer Sohn | Year Posted 2021
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Jennifer Sohn Poem
The Sea is my lover
the shoreline our bedroom
slowly he takes me to
the Ends of Forever.
Ignoring the jagged rocks he comes calling
cutting himself on the
stones and the shingles.
Arriving breathless, he lifts me
higher
until I crash on the vague
horizon.
And I am left
clinging
to his nebulous shadow
while my salt tears descend
and fill his great
Body.
Copyright © Jennifer Sohn | Year Posted 2021
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Jennifer Sohn Poem
a thousand strangers
in a universe of love
and sorrow ... life flows
Copyright © Jennifer Sohn | Year Posted 2021
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Jennifer Sohn Poem
love takes its hard toll
in neon streets at day's dim end —
beggar asks for change
Copyright © Jennifer Sohn | Year Posted 2021
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Jennifer Sohn Poem
water rocks me on
the boat of tranquility
in arms of the stars
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Jennifer Sohn Poem
They say flowers are
the currency of heaven —
waiting to be paid
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Jennifer Sohn Poem
No consolation
alone with my black laptop —
blossoms kiss the wind
Copyright © Jennifer Sohn | Year Posted 2021
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Jennifer Sohn Poem
Willow tree in light
and shade bows to the new day.
Ash of creation.
Copyright © Jennifer Sohn | Year Posted 2021
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Jennifer Sohn Poem
In my dreams
I'm always alone
on monorail subway platforms
on anonymous beaches
with crowds and sharks feeding
and I the only swimmer.
In my dreams
I'm searching
cold rooms and buildings
backpackers hostels
street people alleys
rejected by old friends
yearning for my lost love
who has been taken
by other women
he loves more than me.
Copyright © Jennifer Sohn | Year Posted 2022
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