Poet's Enclave

Poems by Jeanne Robinson

Incite Insight

The pulse of life,
The tidal seas,
The song is carried on the breeze.
The all that is
Calls out my name;
Instant change.
I look the same
But something's different,
It's plain to see.
Suddenly
My soul is free,
Like water breaking through a dam,
Understanding who I am.
Wait a minute...
Can it be?
The miracle of love
Is me!

image courtesy of Techno-Impressionist Museum

Dark Moment

My mind is a void
An empty, black vacuum
Of anti-thoughts,
Useless, trivial jargon
Like a dictionary
In a blender,
A whirling mass
With no substance.
Trying to corral
This swirling vortex
Of nouns, adjectives and verbs,
Reminds me of a leaky lifeboat
In a whirlpool
Of ambiguity

No place like it!

-Boogie Jack's Pixel River--Detroit Institute of Arts--Music Graphics Galore--Squeege World- -Techno-Impressionist Museum--Candystryper's Sensual Satin Backgrounds--Music Graphics Galore- -Squeege World--Icon Bazaar--Chrys Angel page--Heeyun's Graphic Collection--Barry's Clipart--'Toonland animation--BestAnimations--Beach Backgrounds--NetteAngels--BeardBros Animation--Axl's Black Hole-

Poet's Enclave

Poems by Jeanne Robinson

Dark Moment My mind is a voidAn empty, black vacuum Of anti-thoughts, Useless, trivial jargon Like a dictionary In a blender, A whirling mass With no substance. Trying to corral This swirling vortex Of nouns, adjectives and verbs, Reminds me of a leaky lifeboat In a whirlpool Of ambiguity

No place like it!

Dark Moment

My mind is a void
An empty, black vacuum
Of anti-thoughts,
Useless, trivial jargon
Like a dictionary
In a blender,
A whirling mass
With no substance.
Trying to corral
This swirling vortex
Of nouns, adjectives and verbs,
Reminds me of a leaky lifeboat
In a whirlpool
Of ambiguity