daybreak.

waking to sultry tones

of a sunrise shirking its duties,

rain is what patters 

on my rooftop today

pyjamas cling

with their thin cotton embrace

and i am lost in the need

to be held

Reviews

[Vigo Manslaughter]

Dang, boo! Sounds like you need to let somebody get ahold of you and warm you up. HA! Just saying.
You have expressed your heart majestically in just a few short verses here. That takes a whole bunch of talent. Lots of people try it, but you made it sing.
Very nice work.

[JelliFyshKissUs]

There is nothing like the human touch, no matter how creative we become with the materials of the world. A warm body soothes the soul. I love, love, love the descriptions of the things around you... and how your longing makes you oblivious to the beauty of it all. Wonderful, Jennie.

[Devons]

In such a few lines there is such captured feeling; melancholic dreaminess and ennui. Like "rainy days and Mondays always make me cry"...
The image evoked from this cameo of obscure life is a tenderly recognisable one of solitude and incubation and loneliness. So many hidden moments like these pass through life which ought to be redeemed by the wishes and dreams of romance...but go unrequited.
A poignant snapshot of an indoor existence of solitary introspection. It's going on all around us somewhere, somehow...and there's nothing at all we can do about it.

[Robin]

you speak poetry well ~

[Ed Hart]

pyjamas cling...thin cotton embrace...need to be held...now, you're talking

[Nobody.]

beautiful. it all leads up to the longing revealed at the end. another little package on emotional dynamite.

cheers!

[Crowley]

I knocked on the....hull...poop deck....what ever it is you knock on and a little cat answered and said you were not home and I was not welcome....Sorry I tried. This is gray kinda day write for sure...

[Tony]

It is with little reservation I declare:
Jenniewren is one of the most beautiful people I have never met.