trituration.

trituration.

A Poem by jenniewren (J.W. Bouwman)

sugarrich
you smile
and i break
and i break
like waves against a shore
that crumbles eagerly
before we
have ever even touched

© 2013 jenniewren (J.W. Bouwman)


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Short but very nice..
Enjoyed my first read of yours,
Lisa, now in Spain

Posted 1 Year Ago


You have always had the gift of gathering words together and breathing life into them. Everything here unfolds in that breath by breath magic even as the darkness comes in every wave washing over you. The tension is alive.

“A true romance is not something that happens between the skins. It is something that burns our souls beautifully and leaves us craving to be destroyed even more.” ― Akshay Vasu

Posted 5 Years Ago


I am in awe of your ability to make so few words as beautiful as you have.

Posted 5 Years Ago


Amazing use of words. I enjoyed this poem dear Jennie.
Coyote

Posted 5 Years Ago


Short, shape poignant write with great imagery - When negative emotional waves crash and crumble even before we know what's happening - nice work :-)

Posted 5 Years Ago


This brings those feelings that we only really get a few times in our lifetime into sharp focus. The ache, the need, the desire. Heavy sigh.....loved this long time...

Posted 5 Years Ago


damn, this is good...just enough here to leave a feeling of wanting, an anticipation...having someone close by, and feeling that wonderful crumble...

Posted 5 Years Ago


such a subtle yet powerful pece. Love this so much.

Posted 5 Years Ago


I always found the most wonderful things come in small packages. Great piece, Jennie...and very nice to meet you!

Posted 5 Years Ago


Lovely skeleton. You always made them with a skin so binding yet still translucent to the eye and I see your distinct linguistics as the meaning key and reason why bones dont shuffle off this earth and at this moment as your mind reflects an ocean as it laps lovingly on beach as grains give way beneath a sky of stars long since turned memory to all but notions brim with romance right now your words are a raft upon which I choose to float and forget how I am always close to drowning

Posted 7 Years Ago



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jenniewren (J.W. Bouwman)
jenniewren (J.W. Bouwman)

Vancouver, BC, Canada



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Playful and eager to explore new styles of writing, and to hone my skills. i'm reaching a point now where i can write a poem and be able to say that it is something i really like. I'm an avid reader, .. more..

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