Submissions by jeanmean
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I'm Jeanne, a poet with verse for anyone under the sun.
Time
I watch the ocean
waves rise and fall
I hear them roar
or make no sound at all
I have watched the
great glorious sunrise
and watched it set
before my eyes
I have seen the moon's
phases come and go
shining in the sky
with its beautiful glow
I see seasons come in
and seasons go out
Continually and endlessly
without a doubt
But when our life
comes to an end
All the time will cease
as we transcend
The limits it gave us
each and every year
will fade away...
waves rise and fall
I hear them roar
or make no sound at all
I have watched the
great glorious sunrise
and watched it set
before my eyes
I have seen the moon's
phases come and go
shining in the sky
with its beautiful glow
I see seasons come in
and seasons go out
Continually and endlessly
without a doubt
But when our life
comes to an end
All the time will cease
as we transcend
The limits it gave us
each and every year
will fade away...
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Joy and Pain
I look high
I'm honest, sincere, compassionate,
kind, likable, generous and considerate
I look low
I'm contrary, annoying, irritable,
lazy, sloppy and indignant
I see the sky
I'm creative, motivated, tolerant,
peace loving and expressive
I see the black ice
I'm moody, agitated, confused,
over sensitive and too outspoken
I'm in the light
I'm beautiful, serene, balanced,
sensible and responsible
I'm in the dark
I'm angry, suspicious, critical,
on my guard and fearful
...
I'm honest, sincere, compassionate,
kind, likable, generous and considerate
I look low
I'm contrary, annoying, irritable,
lazy, sloppy and indignant
I see the sky
I'm creative, motivated, tolerant,
peace loving and expressive
I see the black ice
I'm moody, agitated, confused,
over sensitive and too outspoken
I'm in the light
I'm beautiful, serene, balanced,
sensible and responsible
I'm in the dark
I'm angry, suspicious, critical,
on my guard and fearful
...
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World Vision
It's two days away -
the parade, the
festivities, the
slowing down and
being with family
the aromas, the
anticipation, the
rest and relaxtion
The news isn't going
to throw me out into
the zone of violence
I believe in peace
and equality
Peace be within you
all
Remembering the
American Indians
and how this country
started isn't going
to bother me either
It's too insane to
even think about
The American Indians
are beautiful
I give thanks
for my health, having
a home, a check,...
the parade, the
festivities, the
slowing down and
being with family
the aromas, the
anticipation, the
rest and relaxtion
The news isn't going
to throw me out into
the zone of violence
I believe in peace
and equality
Peace be within you
all
Remembering the
American Indians
and how this country
started isn't going
to bother me either
It's too insane to
even think about
The American Indians
are beautiful
I give thanks
for my health, having
a home, a check,...
504 reads
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Flames of Fire
Hard times
in the world
battles -
fiercly driven
madness
We shake our
heads but can't
escape
I bow my head
for peace in
the world
a snowdrop reaching
for the light and
needing rain
but
cast in the shadows
the aching feelings
driving us down
the groaning tones
of the trees wanting
the night luminous
hope, maybe
We're carefully
weaving our destinies
in the shades that
keep us attached
to the universe
The vision we
have of service
to the troubled ...
in the world
battles -
fiercly driven
madness
We shake our
heads but can't
escape
I bow my head
for peace in
the world
a snowdrop reaching
for the light and
needing rain
but
cast in the shadows
the aching feelings
driving us down
the groaning tones
of the trees wanting
the night luminous
hope, maybe
We're carefully
weaving our destinies
in the shades that
keep us attached
to the universe
The vision we
have of service
to the troubled ...
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The Bully
I'm wasted and burnt out
I'm so angry inside
I need some inner strength
I'm a victim of the bully
I shout and yell and scream
I want my solitude
I want my self-respect
The bully wants it back
I need some help I fear
Though I'm scared to call for it
the authorities don't come
I'm a victim of the bully
I'm agitated and grim
I can't focus on anything
Anything that would shield
being beaten by the bully
If you see me on the street
and I'm focused on my pain
Remember those like me
Who are victims of the...
I'm so angry inside
I need some inner strength
I'm a victim of the bully
I shout and yell and scream
I want my solitude
I want my self-respect
The bully wants it back
I need some help I fear
Though I'm scared to call for it
the authorities don't come
I'm a victim of the bully
I'm agitated and grim
I can't focus on anything
Anything that would shield
being beaten by the bully
If you see me on the street
and I'm focused on my pain
Remember those like me
Who are victims of the...
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Meditation
I go into my
inner self
focus on the channel
that connects me
to God and the
universe
The bright, yellow
light rested in my
mind causing love
and light to
radiate outward
bringing branches
to stretch their arms
towards the light
radiating happiness
and life to everyone
I pray for..
God is love
I quiet my
mind and focus
on my mantra
bringing me
to peace and
calm once more...
inner self
focus on the channel
that connects me
to God and the
universe
The bright, yellow
light rested in my
mind causing love
and light to
radiate outward
bringing branches
to stretch their arms
towards the light
radiating happiness
and life to everyone
I pray for..
God is love
I quiet my
mind and focus
on my mantra
bringing me
to peace and
calm once more...
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Firefly Trees
rusted trees
scattered all around
rooted in spring
scattered all around
rooted in spring
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Whispers
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The Melting Heat
The heat is so flamable
My skin melts...dripping
I'm breathing heavy
tired...drained
It's so tyrannical
The heat melts me
into a dripping,
frizzy victim of the
elements...
The sun is so powerful
The flowers are all dried up
the grass all burnt and brown...
Squinting... I think of
the animals searching for
refuge, the people baking
on the beach-how do they
do it?
Their skin dying...wrinkling
drying...panting...
I think of my elderly mother
and worry about all the fragile
people in poor health......
My skin melts...dripping
I'm breathing heavy
tired...drained
It's so tyrannical
The heat melts me
into a dripping,
frizzy victim of the
elements...
The sun is so powerful
The flowers are all dried up
the grass all burnt and brown...
Squinting... I think of
the animals searching for
refuge, the people baking
on the beach-how do they
do it?
Their skin dying...wrinkling
drying...panting...
I think of my elderly mother
and worry about all the fragile
people in poor health......
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I Used To
I used to be a wife
but now I'm single
I used to be afraid
but now I'm courageous
I used to vascillate
but now I make decisions
I used to be depressed
But now I'm grieving
I used to be angry
but now I understand
I use to feel abused by people
but now I forgot it all.
I used to be in love
but now I love humanity
I use to be free
but now I'm connected
I used to feel slighted
but now I appreciate life
I used to be laughed at
but now I don't notice
I used to be envied
but now I offer truth...
but now I'm single
I used to be afraid
but now I'm courageous
I used to vascillate
but now I make decisions
I used to be depressed
But now I'm grieving
I used to be angry
but now I understand
I use to feel abused by people
but now I forgot it all.
I used to be in love
but now I love humanity
I use to be free
but now I'm connected
I used to feel slighted
but now I appreciate life
I used to be laughed at
but now I don't notice
I used to be envied
but now I offer truth...
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The Shadow
What a perfect fool!
I'm kind, compassionate
loving - and hate wrong!
Imagine that -
How could I stand up for right
In a world so split/crossed
between right and wrong?
Carl Jung and his wartime
psychology are beating me
up...
Bad is great!They say
The whore is revised,
now she's a babe!
The man's passion
of passions is to
do the sensuous
escaping, doing it
with a babe all
night - the one who's
been around and back
His wife?
Everyone is making ...
I'm kind, compassionate
loving - and hate wrong!
Imagine that -
How could I stand up for right
In a world so split/crossed
between right and wrong?
Carl Jung and his wartime
psychology are beating me
up...
Bad is great!They say
The whore is revised,
now she's a babe!
The man's passion
of passions is to
do the sensuous
escaping, doing it
with a babe all
night - the one who's
been around and back
His wife?
Everyone is making ...
487 reads
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