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bereft.

A Poem by jenniewren (J.W. Bouwman)

she felt an achea ghost who had lostits hunting groundshe kissed hershe licked the cornerof her glossy mouthand tastedlonelinesshe curled his fingers ..

parched.

A Poem by jenniewren (J.W. Bouwman)

go aheadtryto drain the dregsof my soulyou might thinkyou've already reachedthe sandy bottombut you'd be wrongthere's alwaysa deeper hidden poolto gai..

pyrexia.

A Poem by jenniewren (J.W. Bouwman)

consuming your syllables dram by drammy eyes skitter forthfasterthan my pulse can keep pace withi pausere-readattempt to absorbblinkacherepeatimpaled ..

hoar frost.

A Poem by jenniewren (J.W. Bouwman)

for "in thine own image" monthly contest

spotless.

A Poem by jenniewren (J.W. Bouwman)

if i should hurt youenoughthat you woulderadicate my shadowfrom your lifecould you love meenoughthat you wouldwant tocolour meback in?just...remember.

false beacons.

A Poem by jenniewren (J.W. Bouwman)

for Devons' image group - read careful, friends, as in the title, not all monsters are the obvious ones..

daybreak.

A Poem by jenniewren (J.W. Bouwman)

waking to sultry tonesof a sunrise shirking its duties,rain is what patterson my rooftop todaypyjamas clingwith their thin cotton embraceand i am lost..

choke.

A Poem by jenniewren (J.W. Bouwman)

when the brainfastens itselfupon a thingit digs ingouging the needlethrough the grooveanindelible markwhose ache is feltindefinitely

amour-propre.

A Poem by jenniewren (J.W. Bouwman)

drink deep of my worldtricklefingers tickled down the length of my throatsing loud with my voicesecret mysteries harboured in the warmth of my hairloo..

recalcitrant visitor.

A Poem by jenniewren (J.W. Bouwman)

tiny will o' the wispof a girl,shambling stumbledown of a figuredraped in ragstresses of brambles and coxcomb colouringshe sits by a firemade from the..