Author Archives: littlejasmine1

Words about words,

tapping on a window

like rain.


Togetherness is not

a withered field,

it is three thousand

great thousand worlds,

dew posted

on every blade of grass.

Eyes sleep,

hearts do not;

outgrew the boy,

then again the real man,

long nights

summon clarity

of existence.

When I say it is she,

I mean she is you.

Fearlessly scale heights,

know they look at you.

Jump and you shall fly,

of you there are few.

Current Position

Under way from

where I was

to the place

I ought to be,

out in the woods,

postcard stamped,

I’ll throw away

the key.

Telling to told,


under the sun

you’ll find me.

Hand clasping,

stone holding

colour of the

deep blue sea.

Leaves rustle,

between murmuring trees.

Air clears restlessness,

settles the unease.

Once doesn’t mean again,

go on, walking calmly

and untroubled,

dreaming the same

familiar dream.

You say it was dark,

you fell before you had light.

Talk, I’m listening.