Category Archives: Geezer Girl

24/04/2021 · 8:23 am

Forgotten


Forgotten

Forget-me-nots

No, of course it’s not so you didn’t mean it

Time got away, life has been busy, so much to do

Take care of in the house, work and your relationship

Winter was long and cold and this covid goes on forever

You thought of calling, dropping over, texting, nearly every day

No excuse for not checking in, “it’s on me, I’m bad, I’ll get better”

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The thing is, is being the last of ‘things to do’ things that need attention

Feels bad, hurtful, care-less in the name of friendship, in the name of family

Naming it all out loud feels needy, feels like being a victim of the wrong end of

Receiving love, of being thought of, of being left behind because so much is more

Important than this relationship that feels one-sided and will be gotten to later on

When everything else in life has been attended to and the space time continuum says yes

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And memory clicks in that you have forgotten to check in, give a call, tap a text, write a letter

It’s all good, they’re fine, you’d have heard through the vine of life otherwise, you’ll call tonight

Don’t call tonight, don’t make me the last thing on your list, don’t make anyone that you care for

The last thing on the list because family and friends are dear ones, beloveds, not to be forgotten

No shame.  No guilt in what has been forgotten can be remembered or let go of in choice

No wrong.  No bad in how life takes us and trips us around in the doing our best

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Being forgotten means it’s time to let go

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jeanne adwani. @copyright 2021

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02/04/2021 · 10:20 am

Lost in LaLa Land


LOST IN LaLa LAND,  A Hollywood memoir 1978’

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Sunset Strip lay raw and naked in the early hours

Hollywood had had a bite of my soul in the dark night

Such a quiet unseen brutal take of self-given willingly

Overtaken by the false comfort of drugs and booze

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The pickup of idle chat moved to hungry lust imbibing

A perfect storm of Ferrari, and handsome bundled up

Danger hung in dripping stalactites over the bed

Yet unruffled as we sat on its edges before the long fall

~

 Carelessly, in Mr. GoodBar style, hunting dark mysteries

Swallowing the soft kiss deeper into my body waking

The edge ever so close for the wild jump risk of life

The tilt of the room, the wonder on his beautiful face

~

The roll of my inner storm, clouds bursting in torrent rain

Every tear that had been unshed flooded the room

Every want and wound soaked the walls, pooled the bed

Drowning was the best way to go as the vortex pull me under

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Memory has no straight line, no sureness to how tenderness

Found the moment in the gentle arms of a stranger’s hold

Petted like a lost child found with comforting words of

“You’ll be already, You’ll be OK.”  in repeat kindness

~

Sunset Strip lay raw and naked before me as I walked it

Finding my way to my car alone unaided by my request

He gifted me with a gentleness I took to be time now

Soul healing needed a body temple safe and free.

~

I packed the VW bus with my life quaking like this land

Filled it with myself and the surrender to find myself

Taking my salty tears to the ocean to be swallowed by the tides

Barefoot in the sand the land heals the soul of me

~. jeanne adwani. copyrights

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29/07/2020 · 8:11 am

MoonFlower


  • Moon Flower rising…

There is a sweet blossom melody

It lingers on the edge of this morning

After a crescent moon bath of scent

in the blue-black sky during dreamland

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Open still in this cool awakening from

The summers days full of wet heat

gardens limp in the cry for raindrops

And the glory of datura opens to the night

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Gives her full moon unfolding to the darkness

Stirring the shadows to her intoxication

With whispering promises of glory in twilight

To be remembered when dawn cracks open

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And Sun spreads light on her wilting magic

Radiance takes her life in slow droops

Radiance takes her perfume back to the earth

Quiet now, still as a new moon sky twinkling

`

She closes her white velvet life to the morning

In the wrap of a mother protecting her seed

Rest comes in busy prepare of prickly pod

Daring you to snatch her children in day bright

`

For hundreds of melodies wait to be born

A symphony of night blossoms in full bloom

On a clear summer night next July inhaling

Again the fullness held within those seeds

`

`copyright. jeanne adwani

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17/04/2020 · 3:33 pm

It’s in the small kindnesses


It's in the small kindnesses
In the feeling heard, being seen
The way eyes meet and you know

It's in the acts of gratitude 
the gesture with no word attached
Of words that come from the heart

It's in the actions that speak
Louder than superfluous verbosity
full of empty promises.

It's in the giving that requires 
no receive, no laud, no fame
a welcome silence in the blare

It's in the doing nothing 
That that something finds it's way
to the surface that needs doing

It's in the know that you are there
on the other side of the world
across the street, in front of me

It's enough to feel that presence
surrounding me and that I am Loved
and held tenderly to your heart


  copyright jeanne adwani

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13/11/2019 · 8:44 am

FEAST ON THE SURRENDER


13 Nov. 2019

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Lean into the lonely places

Lay down with the shadow dancers

Listen deep into the old stories

   of imaged truths poured from

   the vessel of many yesterdays

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Dosed in the blood of lineages

Down the drain of old hopes

Dictates passed down in the all around

    making a depository of other’s

    dreams and imaged forecasts

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Held in the spaces of unrequited

Hid in the in-between of longing and yearn

Hold on to the thin cord of relationship

    for memories seek safe harbor in the

    stripping away what was never yours

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Shed what was not the gift of you

Single out the spacious self’s dream

Silence the busy minds need to know

   for there is knowing in the quiet voice

   of the heart waiting for your listening

~

Feast on the surrender of release

Find comfort in the lonely places

Free up the impose of other’s dreams

   as you feel the fullness of finding yourself

   unfolding perfectly as you are

   

   

   

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25/09/2019 · 8:52 am

Autumn Mabon


23 SEPT 2019

Ode to Autumn

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She makes a moist entrance

Still feeling the Summer green of herself

with blooms filling her senses 

And harvest already giving to be received

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She is a little care-less, a little nonchalant 

in the how soon of spicing us up in russets 

And golds, in the heart of her fire reds

and the becoming orange of green not

yet ready.

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She will become a stellar show of her season 

of radiant bliss in the ever ongoing cycle 

of her presenting vivid aliveness

She returns unattended 

She is a follower after all.

~

Sister Summer begs her to stay 

in the green and blooms

Asking for her to wait a little

longer in the predictability of her

coming around again dressed to kill

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The renegade in her thinks to hold

the season at bay from the request

of her beloved SisterGreen and Light

Letting the heat and rains linger

In the verdancy and lusciousness

~

And then…the inevitable rises in her

She asks the Sun to take his distance

And the trees to make way for quietude

in their letting go of summer days

She invites in the glory of the harvest 

~

The sweet crunch of apples.

The rake of Summer’s release

The cool winds rising from the north

And the hungry want of Winter’s breath

Nipping at wings to to fly south

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Falling into the  quietude of regeneration 

to rise again in the inevitable cycle of 

Birth, Death, Life in patterns repeat

Calling you to surrender, let go, release

Deepen into the peace of silence

~

~

copyright jeanne adwani

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13/09/2019 · 10:10 am

She Turns On Her Axis


Full Moon in Pisces.   Friday the 13th.

Good morning…I let this day rise in me with simply sitting here imaging the moon in Her Fullness, and me, being the conduit for whatever words she wishes me to write.  Unedited as she speaks through me.

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She turns on her axis

Feet muddied in the long walk

With no destination she feels

the pivot in her breath

in her heart

in the ley lines of her soul

that call her to directions

~

In the upside down

In the inside out

In her all around

~

A digestion of spaciousness

A de-polarization of what human

  make of truths

~

She turns on her axis 

sideways

longways

upside down ways

Looking at the Full Moon

Hanging above

Beckoning

~

She rests in this rotation

Calmed in the circle of

Luminosity

Filled by the voice of

a thousand unheard songs

pulsed to her heart

in the brilliance of

~

How Infinity opens her heart

to the full vastness

of every known and unknown

way Love remembers Herself

Nothing else ever mattered

~

The Moon licks away the mud

on her feet

Kisses her toes in reverence

Gently pushes the fulcrum

of her breath

In the sway of perfect Uni-scense 

~

~

cc  jeanne adwani

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15/06/2019 · 7:58 am

Find Me


15 June 2019,  Saturday.

self expression

Find Me

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Let all the self of you be known

Be seen as the oracle of your soul

Make your wander into the Grail 

  that is your heart filling  

Celebrate your sovereignty

~

Find me

~

In-Flame my heart

Clear all thoughts away 

   with your body

Pour all your self into my womb

Celebrate my sovereignty

~

Find me

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Wholly Holy Whole are we

Born of the same breath

Filled with the living waters

  of the heart

Bone to muscle, to skin on skin

Flames that fire the force of Spirit

Sovereign Being’s searching

~

Find Me

~

jeanne adwani.. cc. 

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26/04/2019 · 10:13 pm

I Make Waves Not Ripples


26 April 2019

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There is longing in those dark blue pools

When you look this way, the way you did

all those years ago

~

The pebble of my leaving still leaves a 

faint ripple ring around your heart

I can feel it come for me

~

I am the shore feeling the dark waters

of your heart tap, tap, against my edges

They are caught in the moss of me

~

All that moist yearning feeding 

on the green verdancy of my becoming

I no longer swimming in you

~

Past the treading of water to catch

all my breath back to myself

You can not pull me under

~

Buoyant, diving with the sharks

wrapped in jelly fish and barracuda

your pools are a puddle

~

And I breathe under water now

I make waves not ripples

I am the emerald sea

~

~  cc… jeanne adwani

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22/04/2019 · 9:18 am

BRING YOUR SENSE OF WONDER


22 April 2019

Crystal Ball Nebula

Word pool prompt with Jill Badonsky

~bring your, four-side, constellation, hot, turning day, endless, navigate, pottery, arm, picture of, night, footprints, collection , fortune,, the sense of wonder, wardrobe,, strangers, love, change, house, bunny.

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Bring your sense of wonder 

with the turning day

Make the wardrobe for your body

A collection of endless magnificence

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Lay the soul of your footprints

across the night sky

Let the constellation of Love navigate

The endless fortune of change

~

Make your house not be a four-sided container

Give it the vastness of a hot surging nebula

Whirling and seething 

In the Infinite arms of the unknown

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Bring your sense of wonder

across the night sky

whirling and seething

In the Infinite arms of the unknown.

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