Entries By Jenealia
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wake
wake up and smell the coffee, rise and shine the early bird gets the worm. Where will you be when you open your eyes? Will I see you? I will want to know who you are. will you tell me? I’m waiting impatiently but I’ll never tell.
Posted By Jenealia On 01.13.2011 @ 11:04 am
gravel
gravel picks up the thoughts that I leave along the bottom of my shoes. (you’ve gotta know I’m soaked in them– some of it gets down there eventually.) When I go back home at the end of the day, walk up the winding, twisted driveway, I left my feelings in colored streaks along the wordless world to see
Posted By Jenealia On 12.29.2008 @ 11:13 am
want
wanting everything, from everywhere that there is want to be gone. what is the use of pointless wishing? we are human, never change.
in a state of always-ness, there will always be want, hate,
war,
love,
and everything that we think we can’t change will bake in the sun
and rot.
Posted By Jenealia On 07.22.2008 @ 9:54 am
princess
pretty pretty princess, sitting on her wall
(just like humpty, took a dumpty into the royal pool… in the end, they shot him dead.)
oh, lets read a fairy tale, we’ll teach to you to be good (and proper,
doing whatever we darn well please, pondering….)
don’t be ungrateful
Posted By Jenealia On 01.24.2009 @ 9:47 am
dock
docking station reel in the space-ship-line ing down the pages where we wandered happily… where have we gotten off to? I don’t understand why we’re on the end of this hook, and maybe we’ll set sail, oh wait, that’s a stupid thing to think of on the end of the line bye bye
Posted By Jenealia On 12.15.2008 @ 3:37 pm
deliberate
deliberating on your fate life is like… pick your own adventure? Loving the bunnies, they’re very well placed, would you like some cheese? NO! get it away, no cheese for me. Life is like a movie write your own ending… But what if it’s by Steinbeck?
Posted By Jenealia On 07.14.2008 @ 9:09 am
knot
knotting around the trees that don’t deserve these bugs who don’t know what they say and when I hear them I go go a little hysterical because they’ll give me the fever.
Posted By Jenealia On 09.10.2009 @ 5:55 am
crossing
crossroads of paradise and no one knows where it goes and no one cares which one is right and what is right? miscommunication maybe the right is left and good is different for everyone and why are there only two roads anyway?…
Posted By Jenealia On 06.30.2009 @ 10:30 am
ivy
ivy vines were lounging down the house with leisurely lay-about gardening keepercats needing the space for petunias and weeds. where did we put the
seeds?
Posted By Jenealia On 06.29.2009 @ 9:50 am
gallery
galleries are something for you to look at and not know if you are seeing what you see. what is the truth of the matter? why am I asking these questions? what could my soul want to know so badly that it would rip down these walls in between in a cage of safety (mockingbird mockingbird, fly away with me…)
Posted By Jenealia On 08.10.2009 @ 7:14 am
gentle
gently wafting smokey mirrors walk away from misty lakes, finding things lost under your lilac children’s drawers, not put it away in the cobwebbed cellar, left out where it lives your life again in the childhood garden of time and mind and walking towards tomorrow
Posted By Jenealia On 10.30.2008 @ 7:52 am
hill
hilly atmosphere out the airplane bumps of sugar-mounds,
You hated tea-parties anyway…
actually, we don’t know where this plane is goin’, but we made it, (with our own two hands), and eventually those hands got us there.
would you come away with us?…
Posted By Jenealia On 10.07.2008 @ 12:49 pm
mantle
mantlepieces falling on the fire in the warehouse so you had to put it down and out.
where are you going? thought you could leave behind your destiny?
well, that was just a dream.
a lover, a dreamer, me? nah.
what, are you gonna cry?
Posted By Jenealia On 08.24.2008 @ 7:02 am
vintage
vintage wine cellar ravaged by time, filled up with ants, swarming like malls, where they really want to go to the science center, that’s where the cool kids go. why does any of this really matter? drown your worries (which, don’t exist) in alcoholic love
Posted By Jenealia On 08.16.2008 @ 10:31 am
throw
throw it in the toilet and let the convict burn. I threw my last ideas at you, and you did listen, but were busy with your own.
I’m dry.
Take the towels from the overflowing sewage sown to the river and pray that it’s there, and it isn’t bone cold (like my mind)
Posted By Jenealia On 09.06.2008 @ 6:06 am
delay
delaying the point of interesting thoughts that like to leap into the shower like fish who don’t know how to fly. find them, put it all together, then make it steady. use some glue, but it all falls apart in the driving snow, dis inte grating because you wait.
Posted By Jenealia On 08.31.2008 @ 8:29 am
run
running away from
goodness knows what
It’s frustrating! never knowing what’s after you but you HAVE to run, no choice in the matter
what’s after me? I am so scared that I’m sweating the small stuff
Posted By Jenealia On 07.12.2008 @ 5:15 am
adore
adoration of the crowd who hates, at the drop of a hat that you picked, oh so carefully!
so very fickle, like your kitty, or your mistress;
could they be the same? the worlds all hate the change of routine, we are all just rabble rousers
Posted By Jenealia On 07.10.2008 @ 11:45 am
chrysalis
chrysalis of butterflies, littered on the ground, remind us of the end in the beginning again why are we all here as so? we used to be much different,
now we live in holes and tunnels, why have you strayed so far from me?
Posted By Jenealia On 07.09.2008 @ 10:50 am
memory
memories float around my head, waiting for the attention they need, to leave and then to go away, like lost people, who don’t know who you are, or know you, all to well, because you don’t know them, enough to know their name
Posted By Jenealia On 07.08.2008 @ 8:48 am
frequent
frequent flyers fly at night across the water of your home that, for some reason everyone drowns they don’t drown, the water does. what the heck? I never know exactly, but why aren’t you helping me now? you always do, frequently scared
Posted By Jenealia On 07.07.2008 @ 8:55 am
hurricane
hurricane forcing the dead man to wake why are you here? your legs
have left you, far behind, you should follow, but you fall to pieces don’t you remember? that’s how you lost ‘em too late to find anything now, in this gale
Posted By Jenealia On 07.06.2008 @ 8:57 am
treacherous
treacherous loved ones stab you with knives, made of words and under-baked cookies it ISN”T funny, my god, help what on earth is going on? treachery spinning me round like a leaf, blown away by the wind.
Posted By Jenealia On 07.05.2008 @ 10:25 am
holiday
the holiday was brought on by the bug it looked pretty but you were fooled led you to a vacation resort that resorts to violence and bangs your head, so you take an aspirin but tylenol would do better
Posted By Jenealia On 07.05.2008 @ 6:12 am
forget
don’t forget what you were supposed to do! What? why do you ask me that question? I don’t know the answer or what it is when did the time run out? I can’t remember the way that you think maybe we could love?
No way!
Posted By Jenealia On 07.03.2008 @ 12:17 pm
favor
Favor of the frog don’t let him hurt you; and don’t you DARE hurt him; He’ll kill you in your sleep swallow down his warts; they aren’t so bad just the way you hate yourself with love
Posted By Jenealia On 07.02.2008 @ 6:07 am
trail
trailing the world at your feet
slowly carry the bundle up the hill
take it and lift it and set it on a shelf-
now I have it.
now it’s mine.
Posted By Jenealia On 06.28.2008 @ 6:25 am
certainty
I am certain in all ways about…
nothing
why am I so lost? certainty is uncertainly available to you me can we find some ground? all I can feel is fog
a lighthouse would be nice hello?
Posted By jenealia On 06.24.2008 @ 12:56 pm
forge
the ring was forged anew it glowed; growled waiting to strike fear into the hearts of men why must you be scared? it’s only your reflection staring out at you a ring of self born agian
Posted By Jenealia On 06.23.2008 @ 11:42 am
