still...

still...

A Poem by jenniewren (J.W. Bouwman)

i hold dreams in my soul

dreams i know belong only to you

even though they seem

like they'd be so distant now

and jumbled by the passage

of the way things are

i can still taste them

i can still feel them

pulsing under my skin

late at night

when all is dark

in that most intimate

lonely

time

when my fingers stretch out

under the cool sheets

searching for yours...


to find...

© 2010 jenniewren (J.W. Bouwman)


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These words carry an impact of Biblical proportions ... I am not exaggerating. The hair on the back of my neck leapt in an effort to pull their roots clear of the chill that slithered up my spine as I read this.

I have so felt this ... in fact I still feel it frequently ... let's face it, it never goes away.

This is without question some of your very best work. But then again, I have only scraped at the surface layer of the treasure that is your words.

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.




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These words carry an impact of Biblical proportions ... I am not exaggerating. The hair on the back of my neck leapt in an effort to pull their roots clear of the chill that slithered up my spine as I read this.

I have so felt this ... in fact I still feel it frequently ... let's face it, it never goes away.

This is without question some of your very best work. But then again, I have only scraped at the surface layer of the treasure that is your words.

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

damn...that was totally consuming, may not think about anything else the entire day. Nice relaxed pace and sensuous feel and tone...I loved this.

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

such a cliffhanger......reaching ...reaching ....yet ...in your own world's analysis a reach for usual comfort only to find that your alone....very strong write

Posted 14 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

this breathtaking J.W, the sensuousness is artfully crafted, I can see you have a knack for pausing,
really beautifully done, and your recording is just as passionate and soft.

Posted 14 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

'...when all is dark...in that most intimate...lonely...time...' is my favourite part of this poem ... one feels the dark on reading the word...we are in it on reading the word...and the word 'most' turbo charges the impact of the word 'intimate'. Most sensuous.

Posted 14 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Brilliant! An open ending that litterally lets the reader search their selves for the rest of the sentence.
It kind of reveals what the reader is. Pestimistic or optimistic.

Posted 14 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

"That you are not there"
That's how I would have ended it
But what do I know?
Well done, another fine piece

Posted 14 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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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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