DONE.
SOMETIMES THE END IS JUST THE BEGINNING.

Jennifer has been working on a memoir for the past four years outlining her journey to turn pain into personal power. The story seems to change daily so hopefully one day soon she will be DONE.

Writing : About

POETRY

I've recently begun writing free verse. Most of these pieces were a result of too much time in quarantine and some may or may not have been inspired during psychedelic journeys. Enjoy.

WHISPERS

My whispers will be louder

Than what’s above me

Or below me

Or next to me.

My whispers will be louder.

There will be things that try to distract me

To pull me away

To divert my attention

But it won’t work.

The whispers will be louder.

LOUD LOUD LOUD LOUD

Loud above the noise of politics

Loud above the roar of motors and engines and bass

Louder than the screams of pain.

Louder than the cries of children.

The whispers will be louder

Most will not hear

But some will

Our whispers will be louder

Until they hear us.

And when they do – be ready

Our whispers will change the world.

We don’t need to scream

Because our whispers will be louder

Above the guns.

Above the right.

Above the wrong.

Our whispers will float

On the songs of the birds

In the music that moves us

In the people that inspire us. That make us laugh. That make us love.

Our whispers don’t demand

Our whispers don’t even try

Our whispers float.

Our whispers will be louder

Until eventually –

The whole world hears.

And we will start a new.

Back to source where She will give birth to a new world.

All because of a whisper.

EXHALE

Love.

I imagine it.

I dream about it.

I see you.

I know you are there.

Close by.

I will wait until you find me.

And when you do

I believe it will feel like

The perfect pillow after a long day.

A soft place to land.

A cool breeze on a warm summer night.

As it blows through my dress of gauze.

No bra.

A full breath.

Unencumbered by stress

Free and easy.

Feet furrowing in the sand

Slipping between my toes

A dip in the ocean

Clean and salty

It will feel like home.

It will smell like skin.

It will sound like Neil Young

and Harvest Moon.

It will feel like I knew all along.

I imagine it will feel like, at long last -

An exhale.

PAIN

It's the same

But different

This sadness

It hurts more than the last time

I wanted to leave.

Last time

I had no explanation

I just didn't want to be

here.

This.

This is different.

This is heartbreak.

My heart is being shattered

into a million little pieces

Shards of glass that continually

cut me.

At first, it's mine.
I hold it alone.

But then it's everyone's.

My heart is breaking

for me

for you

for us all.

And while it's different

it's the same.

Because I'm not sure I can hold this much pain.

TOGETHER

We can never be apart

For we are connected

at the heart..

The earth may move

the seasons change

But our love remains the same.

Here as it is

elsewhere.

Everywhere and no

where.

I will care for you

always.

You are in my heart

no matter where you roam.

Or how far from home

You may be

You remain

Here.

With me.

Always and

in all ways.

In my heart.

SEE

I look down at you and see

All my femininity

All my wonder

All my pleasure

All my strength

And perseverance

All my pain and my

Wounds

I look down at you and see

Everything that makes me

Maginificent

Beautiful

Powerful

Wonderous

Mystical

Mysterious

I look down at you and see

WOMB-AN

BREAK

I need a break.
A pause.
A dead stop.
Time out!
I shout
And lay down
I don't get up
For days that
stretch into nights
that rise into days.

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QUEEN

The Queen always:
knows her worth but
doesn't have to prove it.
creates boundaries but
allows others in.
listens to all but
stays connected to higher truth.
seeks joy but
is unafraid of sorrow.
loves but
can bear witness to hate.
follows her heart but
breaks the rules.
cares for others but
puts herself first.
empowers others by
empowering herself.
has enough to give and
gives it.
embraces chaos but
keeps order.
rises above but
digs below.
seeks pleasure but does not
avoid pain.
ultimately the Queen realizes she
controls nothing but
masters her own domain.
Be The Queen.

STRANGER

What if

I just walked up to you and said

Hello.

I like your smile

You look kind.

And I’m lonely.

Would you like to pass some time

Together?

Would you think me crazy?

Or say Wow. You’re lovely

As a daisy.

Would you welcome the opportunity

To share?

Or really rather I not be

There.

In your space.

In your face.

Leave me be.

You might declare.

But what if

You pulled out the chair

and said –

Sit right there

Like you hadn’t a care.

What if we talked about

What makes us giggle

And how we love to wiggle

When our favorite song comes on.

Or we reminisced about the

Last time we had a hug

Or got to chug

An ice cold beer with our buddies.

Or we found that we were equally

Hopeful and sad

Happy and mad

Joyful and terrified

All at the same time

Sometimes in the same hour.

What if you, perfect stranger

Witnessed my tears and

My fears.

And didn’t run but

Held my hand.

Virus be damned.

What a beautiful start to a friendship

And a new world

That might be.

KNOW

What if I didn't know

All that I think I

Know?

Who would I be?

Where would I go?

How would I show up?

Would I run and skip and

play more?

Maybe life wouldn't seem such a

Chore.

I could see each day

with fresh eyes

No longer have to hide

Behind a disguise

Of being

This or that

Slim or fat

Mama of a cat

Writer

Dancer

Leader of the show

I could let that all go

And float

And fly

Without worry of

Why

See where I land

It feels so good to give up

What I know.

Writing : Projects

DONE.SOMETIMES THE END IS JUST THE BEGINNING.

POETRY

WHISPERS

EXHALE

PAIN

TOGETHER

SEE

BREAK

QUEEN

STRANGER

KNOW

DONE.
SOMETIMES THE END IS JUST THE BEGINNING.