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empathy


Feeling how life cracks my heart wide open

How tenderness from others ripples through my body

How the sharing of a loss is a rapid dive into empathy

How the shedding of tears perceived, rivers down my face

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Taking it all in without making it all about me in the feelings

Empathy is like that in how it gathers from one heart to another

Holding sacred those moments of unexpected connection

Heart to heart weaving light between us in the allowance of

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Showing ourselves in all our vulnerability naked

With no explanation, no need to know the why

It has always been known from the rawness of life

Exposed, Witnessed, fully seen in silent understanding

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Jeanne adwani. @copyright

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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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I Told You I’d Be Back


EARTH DAY. 21 APRIL 2021

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Winter gives his last snowy brilliance

Decorating the Spring green in soft white fluff

Flocking the land for a final ‘I told you I’d be back’

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Sun and blue fill the morning in golden radiance

Glittering the land in a last push of winter’s silver shiver

The melt is here ready to give moist to the cold land

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Spring’s lust will not be denied for her bounty to rise

She will seed it, birth it hard to give her green to the Sun

To color the earth with each step of Persephone

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Winter gives his last glorious hooray and goodbye

The season has declared herself in the days longer

The land softening, opening to the call. She’s back

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jeanne Adwani @copyrights 2021

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Circle and Line


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Circles and Lines, patterns of spirals

angles and curves what about it all matters

In circle we connect, we unite, we commune

In lines we declare focus matter of facts

Straight forward or backwards in maybe

we make what happens to happen like that

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The way of the line can feel lonely

Line can get things done, get on the track

Alone on the line manifesting this and that

Circle can jabber and keep circling back

Till brilliance is coherent and ready

Not the slim line to walk take the broad path

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Lines and circles can be distorted

Jagged sharp or wandering curves

Coherence needs unity in community

For the Line to make things happen to procure

Are you a line or circle, are you soft or a knife?

Will you join in the brainstorm or spare with life?

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Sooner or later maybe tomorrow next week

The circle will gather to meet in retreat

Call the line to get busy, to ready, get things done

One needs the other, the other needs one

No right or wrong be it circle or line

There is us in the We, we all need to get life as One

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Jeanne adwani. @copyright

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Limerickies


Day 14… I think I’m a day bored writing a poem a day. So… Here are some really ridiculous Limericks. I Mean it. Corny, half baked, goddess know what.

Enjoy

The was this gal name Libby

She preferred living life in the City

Then one bright sunny day

She decided to the beach she’d go play

That Libby moved outta the City

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JoJo thought himself better than the rest

Especially at the board game of Chess

He Moved his castle to Check mate

Let his Queen take the King for her date

It all turned a wrong move made a mess

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That clever fox was some kind of wonder

Stalking Chickens and birds with a hunger

One day he was brave

Hid himself in the hay

The pitchfork came down in his blunder

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Pretty Milly was tired of dating

Her dates only wanted her for mating

Not that that was so bad

it could be fun, make her glad

Just that Milly wanted a permanent Lad
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Young Richard was full of mischief

His pleasure was to tease all the dipshits

He picked on the wrong one

Got his butt kicked before he could run

Now who was the really big dipshit?

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jeanne Adwani @copyright

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They’re Here


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Day 13   NaPoWriMo

Prompt … write a poem that is something I’d like to see in the news.. HA.

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Extra Extra, read all about it

ET’s have landed in Central Park and

London, Hampstead Heath NW3

An unprecedented moment in history

And Who of you has not been waiting?

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And you thought we are alone?  Ha

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Oh heck ya, and to be sure,

They have a message for all of us

They’re being a pretty shy up to now

Clearly calibrating themselves to our

Atmosphere which is pretty polluted

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And you believed the false authorities?

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No reason to be scared, they give no

Reason to be, so far they seem friendly

So be friendly back. be open minded

be generous of heart because they

have come a hell of a long way

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Be your own authority on this disclosure

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That’s my moto, give everyone a chance

No matter what alien life form they are

No matter what far off galaxy they come from

No matter what they look like hold on to kindness

Who travels light years from god knows where

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Earth is not the only inhabited planet

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So listen up humans and get a grip cause

There are some new peeps in town

They are going shift life as we know it

We need some shifting and disruption

We are not doing a great job taking care

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You heard it from me. The family has arrived

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Jeanne adwani@copyright

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When Spring Awakens


Forget me Not…

When Spring Awakes.               day 11

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Crystalline drops of rain soaked in Sun

Glitter drips from branches waiting to leaf

Air is sparked with the vivid waft of green

Earth trembles in the welcome of the deep drink

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A New Moon rises quietly in the vibrancy

Night brings the shelter of hidden places

And still the awakening rises to greet

Morning in her fresh verdancy

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The Solar Lunar marriage of life’s renewal

Sacred union in joined nurturance.

Patterning the seasons on the earth plane

Birth, life, death in cycles repeat

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It is in awakening to your life

A seed planted; a thought released

Creativity gathered to intention

Unified together in life renewing

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In Crystalline clarity soak in limitless Light

Beaming out into Infinite spaciousness

Charged with the luminescence of divine intent

Feel the trembling birth of your consciousness

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jeanne adwani. @2021

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GIVE IT TO KALI


KALI MA

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Give it to Kali, she’ll eat it.  She’s famished

Take all that shit that doesn’t serve your life.

the people, the job, the hoard. that negativity

Give it to Her, Give it to Kali’s belly

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She’s hungry, she can’t wait to eat it

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Rid yourself of all that wants take your sovereignty

All that wants to suck your goodness away

Everything that you let break your good flow

Give it to Kali, give it to her completely

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She’s so hungry for it, she cannot wait to eat it

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Look at her, she’s quivering with desire

She loves the rot and stench of your stink

Of all that you have gathered that smells

up your life with toxic dissidence

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She’s beside herself with craving for it

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She cannot wait to eat it up, gobble it down

Smack her lips with unabashed delight

It slithers down her throat in orgasmic pleasure

Give your shit to her, All of it, Hold nothing back

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She’s so very hungry. Feed Her!

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She will come for it if you don’t release it

She will eat it up whether you are ready or not

She knows that for your creativity to flourish

For your goodness to be alive and purposeful

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She wants to take all your malignant puss and eat it

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Give it to her. Not later on, Not tomorrow. Now!

Your life is a cesspool with that stuff you drag around

Let her drag it.  Let her take it and destroy it for you

Hell, She wants too.  Look how ready she is.  Drooling

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She’s ready.  Writhingly. Undulating with hunger

Give it to Her.  Give it to Kali.  She’ll eat it

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jeanne adwani. @Copyright. 2021

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She Didn’t Mind


   

do not know the artist…

day 5.     of national poetry month.

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The squirrel placed acorns in her pocket

Piled them in for the long winter rest

Invited the neighbors for a hide and seek

Making sure they couldn’t find her dress

She Didn’t mind

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The fox brought her cubs for a visit

Doing the circle dance around her

Sniffing her toes and fingertips

Giving a lick and nibble here and there

She didn’t mind

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Spring came and commented on the great melt

Pushing bright green up between her legs

Urging bloodroot to unfold their white bloom

In a halo of light around her head

She didn’t mind

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The meadow lark made a nest in her hair

Tweeted and chirped each weave carefully

Fluttered around her haloed head anxiously

Small eggs waiting to crack open

She didn’t mind

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Bees came buzzing, landing on her eyelids softly

Tracking the fresh pollen of Summers blossoms

With the chirp of baby birds mouths wide open begging

Gave a symphony to the forests awakening

She didn’t mind

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A travel walked deep into the forest foraging hen in the woods

Against an old oak tree rest a woman of twigs, moss, and Autumn’s leaves

An old nest of feathers and grass lay twined in the seasons of her hair. 

A hive of honey glistened from her mouth with the buzz of bees

She didn’t mind

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They hummed and buzzed in her heart, whirring from her womb

Broken acorns scattered over her waist, her fingertips were nibbled clean

In the delight of the many forest suiters who came to woo her

She didn’t mind

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He wondered of her as the bees bullied distance and ownership

Claimed her as their own with no trespassers allowed but the forest keepers

He left her there in that perfection of how life had found her at last  

She didn’t mind

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Jeanne adwani. copyright 2021

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I Love Myself Too Much Lose My Peace


I Love Myself Too Much to Lose My Peace.                 

          a pantoum

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I Love myself too much to lose my Peace

Chaos can’t have me in the cover of darkness

When fear comes out to feed on harmony

My inner flame rises a thousand kilowatts

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Chaos can’t have me in the cover of darkness

Breathing out the light of me into the unseen

My inner flame rises a thousand kilowatts

My exhale becomes a beacon in shadowland

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Breathing out the light of me into the unseen

What fear is this that wishes to consume me?

My exhale becomes a beacon in shadowland

I love my shadow as I love my light

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What fear is this that wishes to consume me?

To steal my brilliance into its dark worm hole

I love my shadow as I love my light

I take the fear to my mouth and swallow it

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To steal my brilliance into its dark worm hole

A passage that has no end in its beginning

I take the fear to my mouth and swallow it

There is expanse in me for this transformation

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A passage that has no end in its beginning

When fear comes out to feed on harmony

There is expanse in me for this transformation

I love myself too much to lose my Peace.

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Jeanne adwani   copyright

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