dirtywhirl.

dirtywhirl.

A Chapter by jenniewren (J.W. Bouwman)

lapping at your cup
my fingers graze your soul
as much as i have of you already
only serves to make me want more




© 2010 jenniewren (J.W. Bouwman)


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Jenniewren's quiet poetry is beautiful, and much, much louder if one can hear the color and flavor of melancholy.
That's the stuff that is in the place of unnecessary words in this poem.
Which is the way it is supposed to be, I believe.




Posted 13 Years Ago


addiction...of the warm and fuzzy sort.
:) nother good one!
cheers!

Posted 14 Years Ago


enjoying these interludes

Posted 14 Years Ago


one cup is never enough :)

Posted 14 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

all i ever wanted to be ....

Posted 14 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Ughhh...never heard that song, it is amazing..and you dear are extraordinary.

Posted 14 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Man..There is something primal about it all.
It gave me chills.

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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