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JANE? A fools journey


Day 4 of NaPoWriMo.    This is a spontaneous, on going, poem about Jane, and her Fools journey.

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Heart hand n mouth

She knew her name,
common among the abandoned
and runaway lost.
She forgot that it mattered
If it ever mattered till now
And if it had, would the memory
be candied sweetness or
layered in spikes and blades
with more of the ceaseless lonely
in this sea of other nameless
from the Lost?

The Bench ripple down her spine
A forgotten comfort, a familiar
longing, her skin flexed in
recognition, a silent welcome
followed by a far away voice
“Jane,
Jane,
Jane”
A long ago came tumbling in
with the coral sky swallowing the Sun
to the other side for that awakening.
Eyes open wide to the coming of night
Held to a singular beaming planet,
a radiant spike of light drives down
strikes her between the eyes.
Her breath taken from her
filling up on the blind of luminance
“Jane,
Jane
Jane can you hear me?”

 

copyright: jeanne Adwani

Photo: Jeanne Adwani.

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THE NARROWS


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Skookumchuck Narrows before the tide came in on a full moon night

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SKOOKUMCHUCK NARROWS, BC.   2005  The tide came in.

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I take the Narrow’s tempestuousness slit

My boat lost to a long ago of well being

The full moon calls the Sea to give rise to the tide

She pulls its out to bring it in

What comes  in greets what is going out

a violent swirl, a vortex of pull and funneled force

A ride like wild mustangs in a fevered run

Holding on as if life means everything

And everything means nothing

but to ride out the tide

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I take the Narrows on this full moon night

For want to imagine this journey of all journeys

Will gather  me in under the luminous night orb

Drown me to make me wholy and awakened

to rise out of the depths of my ending

Washed clean. left naked, pulling in air

before my lungs explode in defeat

Dreaming of the gills that let me swim

before this time of living knew that limitation.

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I took the Narrows to an ending

Finding the breath of a new beginning

Waiting for the next unfolding.

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FRIENDS WITH YOUR DEVIL


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Devils sleep in your dream bed

They mostly abide in Story’s head

Around and around the tale does go

When they tempt and tease at life’s flow

Avoid the under tow

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Waking, you wonder the truth of it all

These dreams of said devils, an angel’s fall

Once pure and white, at heaven’s pearly gate

To Hades tis said you go in flames and wait

You can break that date

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Depends where beliefs fill your minds

Depends where fear holds and abides

Depends if these devils have a hold on you

Peel fear away and you get to choose

Don’t be misused

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There is no telling you what to believe

When we all want to live, love, and receive

Seven Billion strong on a floating orb

Where power and greed hunger for more

Have love at your core

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“Devil be gone” a cry from within

You believe you deserve punishment for sin

Love has not left you, you are Spirit’s child

Awaken to Love you are not exiled

Sit with peace awhile

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It doesn’t matter how the wind will twirl


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day 24…

It doesn’t matter how the wind will twirl around you

You walk on the edge of innocence hopeful

There is no banner of where you have been or the road ahead

Waiting has no more options, or anything else to do

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You walk on the edge of innocence hopeful

Life has cracked open in the unexpected way it does

Waiting has no more options, or anything else to do

Some words that live in the breeze call you out of darkness

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Life had cracked open in the unexpected way it does

The nature of elements is to liberate life’s mysteries

Some words that live in the breeze call you out of darkness

Listening will make its demands if you’re not listening

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The nature of elements is to liberate life’s mysteries

Senses wide open and willing will capture the innuendo

Listening will make its demands if you’re not listening

Choice has you right where it has always wanted you

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Senses wide open and willing will capture the innuendo

There is no banner of where you have been or the road ahead

Choice has you right where it has always wanted you

It doesn’t matter how the wind will twirl around you

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They Come to Celebrate You.


day 17… NaPoWriMo

Ace of Cup.

Wholy Grail.

They come to celebrate you for your deliverance

That way you gave into your courage without pause

How life’s fire tried to burn you up and take your soul

While you pushed it all back at them in a tidal wave

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That way you gave into your courage without pause

Healthy rage finds a way to make a riveting decision

While you pushed it all back at them in a tidal wave

A Tsunami of choices that rolled crossed all that wicked

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Healthy rage finds a way to make a riveting decision

In that cliche of “If not now when, and if not you who?”

A tsunami of choices that rolled crossed all that wicked

You are a human shield of Will and profound goodness

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In that cliche of “if not now, when, and if not you, who?”

We needed you and didn’t even know it till there you were

You are a human shield of Will and profound goodness

Not torn with the decision of will I, or should I, or dare I?

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We needed you and didn’t even know it till there you were

Full on real, fearless, modeling the way a revolution gets going

Not torn with the decision of will I, or should I, or dare I?

The nature of you fights with the wisdom of love

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Full on real, fearless, modeling the way a revolution gets going

How life’s fire tried to burn you up and take your soul

The nature of you fights with the wisdom of Love

They come to celebrate you for your deliverance.

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SOFT PRESENCE


day 14… prompt from NaPoWriMo…   a ‘san san’ . a san san is a 7 line poem that repeats 3 different images and has a rhyme pattern that goes like this.  a,b,c,b,d,c,d.  New to me.  and here it goes.

nude sleeping

You are here in your soft presence.

Even in the angles and edges of you

There is comfort in how your curves find me

I settle in to the soft presence of what you do

Angles and edges are puzzle pieces that fit mine

Curves that silken what my touch sees

We become one of a magical kind

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“…COME LIGHTLY TO THE BLANK PAGE”


This is from a prompt I was invited to do via my Creativity Coach teacher, Jill Badonsky.

We were to pick a quote from this website that gathers many quotes, and select the last five or so words at the end of the quote.

Steven and I may not agree on how to come to ‘a blank page’, and then again, is there really a wrong way?    How might you come to a ‘blank page’?SHadow on Dunes, California

“you must not come lightly to the blank page.”  Steven King

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Come lightly to the blank page

Take in the sense of emptiness

The thrill of possibilities.

The taste of what wonder is on the tip

of your pen, waiting.

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Come lightly to the blank page

Give quiet pause to the hungry story

That yearns for the telling.

Tease it like you would a lover

Feeling passion’s aching

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Come lightly to the blank page

Let the bright light of empty spaciousness

Find that sacred resurrection.

Lay down one word at time

Make generous your heart’s longing

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Come lightly to the blank page

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copy rights… jeanne adwani

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