Jeannette Medlock : Writing

Finding My Way

Finding My Way

A Chapter by Jeannette Medlock


New things. New beganings.. The darkness has swept away and I can't wait until it's passed...
Papa was a Rollin Stone

Papa was a Rollin Stone

A Chapter by Jeannette Medlock


A man of every trade.
Finding My Way

Finding My Way

A Book by Jeannette Medlock


2 years now have passed.. Re reading my writings of struggles makes me smile due to being able to return to them and continue on...
I Love You

I Love You

A Poem by Jeannette Medlock


To Jay Negret.
Breaking Free

Breaking Free

A Poem by Jeannette Medlock


Chains, bondage, freedom.
Creepy Women

Creepy Women

A Poem by Jeannette Medlock


An eary incoming call from a creepy voice women relating an unknown message to Joseph A. E.
What is this.

What is this.

A Poem by Jeannette Medlock


Scattered,battered,betrayed daily in a lost of confusion of false identity and accusations daily leads her mind in a mental distress of wondering what..
Why...

Why...

A Poem by Jeannette Medlock


Questions a curious women continues to ask on a daily, monthly, yearly basis believing she will ask until her ending day and hour in hopes that before..
Don't judge a fruit by its taste. Author  My Son J. Estrada

Don't judge a fruit by its taste. Author My Son J..

A Poem by Jeannette Medlock


Don't judge a fruit by its flavor.
Reap the time your ticking

Reap the time your ticking

A Poem by Jeannette Medlock


Death returns back onto death due to the reaper reaping what he sows.

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