the thing is, i don’t know another way to be.

the thing is, i don’t know another way to be.

A Poem by jenniewren (J.W. Bouwman)

i am forever the one who waits
the girl who loves
the heart that beats, redly open,
who watches you fade backwards
into a Clint Eastwood skyline
and i think of each new newness
and when my gilt edges
were not rubbed so barren
by the thoughtless ownership
of each wrong hand i placed myself inside
and i wonder when the practice
of loving and not being loved
will ever grow old
so i can live
in the quietness of alone

© 2013 jenniewren (J.W. Bouwman)

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Ah, the anticipation-filled surplus of expeditions that a lass romanticizing the concept of love embarks on, the experiences and the wallowing and the longing are all here, as well as the distant hope for a settled future. Sounds familiar. Reminds me of myself.
These moments, a thought I'd like to add to my review, are also my favorites when reading through a book: not the happy endings, I despise them; not the well beginnings, I despise them just as much; the heartfelt, relateable middle is the part I so adore to read about. Not the result, but the moments that lead up to the outcome.
Well done.

Posted 4 Years Ago

It IS hard - seeing ...a lifetime's moment unfold within your mind and heart... one that marks your very soul - and you turn to say ...nothing cause there IS no one to share what it MEANS to be you ...with.

Posted 4 Years Ago

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Added on November 22, 2013
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jenniewren (J.W. Bouwman)
jenniewren (J.W. Bouwman)

Vancouver, BC, Canada

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..