J-i-poetry - Simple Poetry Blog

to the other people on my bus

our destinations differ, but

while we share this liminal space,

between here and there,

not really anywhere,

may we find a modicum of

peace in the reality that we

are moving, and that we

move together.

-

Also whoever smells like barbeque should know it is delightful and I hope their meal is nice.

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Book Release

Hi Guys!

So, my book is finally out. If you want to check it out, I would be eternally grateful. And if you enjoy it, please consider leaving a review (but absolutely no pressure). Some of it was inspired by my fics!

Links to the book are in my bio. If the links give you any trouble just search "Under Your Nails poetry" on Amazon. Thanks :)

Snippets below:

I'm tagging my masterlist people since you guys read my stuff :) So sorry if you get tagged twice.

Between 183 and Liberty Church

The spot near the plastics plant,

Bare earth scooped neatly into mounds,

Preparations for a new recycling plant.

Skittering along the debris of a

Previously undisturbed wild,

Before my memories formed.

Eating hot pink clovers that tasted like

Sweet carrots, as mama said they would,

My little brother hopping in the lazy puddles.

This disturbed earth not a quarter mile

From my new home on the outskirts of town,

Our lot barely having grown it's beard of grass.

The newest children in my small neighborhood

(if there are any) Will never know this place

Apart from where their fathers might work

The spot between the 183 and Liberty Church

Where once was trees and clovers

Where once kids scrambled over piles of dirt

Where once all seemed well in the world

Where earliest memories were made