janedon-t

[janedon-t]

~threaded~

i feel it

the cold grass

mud clinging to my feet

i’m running through the trees

[janedon-t]

~chessed ben genesis~

there was everything; yet it was naught

wandering around with only feeling and thought

accustomed to and fearful of

longings whispered in the dark

to acknowledge; lest perish and bring fault

lain to sleep descend dreams above

as fire lifts upward; illumination seeks the heart

somewhere is a man; whom clothed passion is art

whose time flew like white doves

yet toward his canvas attention never lacked

desperately trying to leave his mark

roots which wandered through the mud

within his solace, dare cry a lark?

quickly he turned to heed such sweet hark

slips from the night like silk shrugged

was a figure whom swam within the dark

nay embracing; the two were not apart

pulling like a magnet, yet tender the tug

alas, earthen eyes filled the omer pot

stands a woman whose gaze was caught

[janedon-t]

~bruised lungs~

when morning’s light renewed

slips through the windows

gently am i awakened

as the golden beams enrobe

and fluttering eyes tender

find the ceiling of my home

stirs the lingering thought

that i am hopelessly alone

it shall not be routine

i will not check my phone

[janedon-t]

~mahanayim~

never have i tasted life

like that which he brought me

every shade of blue

whose drops are like honey

sustenance of my dreams

his mana constructs our valley

without him

life may proceed without me

[janedon-t]

~home security~

guarded position

back to the wall

on watch

always on patrol

won’t steal my heart

i’ll set fire to the door

[janedon-t]

~shechina~

didn’t know that i could sit up

didn’t know about the muscles underneath

thought the ceiling was all i’d ever see

but i’ve been patiently training

taking the punches and screaming

Hineni

blood doesn’t phase me

never learned appropriate clotting techniques

[janedon-t]

~extinguish~

if i have anxiety turning 28

i don’t want to think about

the day they all celebrate

thirty seven

[janedon-t]

~blue book~

is it hard to guess

or easy to imagine

that i cry every day

and debate my existence

[janedon-t]

~merry birthday-

it feels more like winter

in march than in December

as we brave this cruel weather

and navigate the devastation

that is your departure

[janedon-t]

~earthquake~

if his suitcase wasn’t in the closet

then i could blithely pretend

that he happily drove back home

1000 miles is easier to comprehend

yeah

surely he’s home in westmoreland

[janedon-t]

~girl boss~

so are you willing to change

because i’m stuck in my ways

and my favorite version of you

is the one my head creates

[janedon-t]

~kalanoit~

her celestial delights and charms

blithely twirl in their dance

as dew twinkling in a beam of dawn

silently fate succumbs to her plan

one fiend one deemed to be fool

but alas!

steady hand soothed volatile alarm

lo a babe to wield her only weapon

from whose lips a dagger is drawn

till last breath surrenders caress

upon her thread shall come no harm

[janedon-t]

~echad~

i am not good enough to be of the dust

and i get worried that your god and my god

may have the same idea

because my legs are gravely tired

though it feels as if i haven’t walked enough

my lips have formed every word but please

on this journey i think only of the battles fought

and of how often i have won

no

i do not feel good enough

[janedon-t]

~august~

oh no no you cannot escape me

tugging and pulling like waves

but you never had a choice

and you don’t get to choose

i am the ocean

and every drop of water

i will always be your monsoon

[janedon-t]

~can/could~

i am not the healthiest one around you

my body certainly doesn’t look the way it used to

So, can you find the beauty in the way I love you?

[janedon-t]

~quantum~

what if

that one time

when i was fifteen

calmly sitting on the bed

bright and shining hope in my hand

the godly finger screaming to let it start dancing

all i simply wanted was to start clean

wondering if my life since

has been a dream

[janedon-t]

~synchronicity~

confidence stems from fear

but i’ll be the bravest deer

in your headlights