hearts hold no boundaries within.

come closer 

oh feral tall one... 

my hand is warm 

and gentle 

and i know of wild woods 

unfettered by any King's bounds 

with flying feathers and 

deepest hidey holes 

whose trees pulse 

with a beat stronger 

than any 

our brittle hearts 

can contain

Reviews

[Crowley]

I want to go camping in those woods and to listen to the majestic and not so majestic noises of the night and hear the plans of faeries and bears and lend them my pen and my light so that they can find there way in their dream of victory over the darkness. Great write.

[Tony]

While I agree with Zeitgeist Manifesto, this poem is making me feel fairly restless.
Which would be a normal affect of my reading Jenniewren.

[Zeitgeist Manifesto]

Your beautiful words could calm any savage beast.

[Sweet_pale_cacophony]

The last four lines took my breath away..beautiful..

[Robin]

your words are as warm and gentle as your hands ..

[Ed Hart]

you caught me baying at the moon

[Nobody.]

grrrrr

I fugax this. it is.....hungry and demands to fed....in a sweet sort of way. ;)

[c.m.]

Amazing ...nothing else to say.