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The old white house upon the hill
Holding past memories that linger still
Stained glass windows faced the park
Soft gaslights that glowed in the dark

Built at the turn of the century
In a different era from our memory
An historic legacy from those passed on
Embracing simplicity in a time long forgone

In the back a garden of Iris's grew
In the front were Lilies and Daffodils
Violets and Impatiens filled the windowsills
Adding a colored ambience to the outside view

An old wooden swing hung on the porch
A perfect pondering, peaceful place to perch
To watch the passersby on the street below
And sip wine while you contemplated Thoreau

Days were spent engaged in a joyful family affair
With lawn games, books, wagons, trikes and bikes
Children’s giggles and laughter filled the air
Full of love and personal likes and dislikes

Memories bring tears as they come flooding in
Visions of a life lost in the passages of time
Remembered in lines of this rhyme
All that was and could have been

Lives lived in time within the muraled rooms
Looking back to all the remembrances we own
Games played in costumes, dolls, balloons, bubbles and cartoons
The precious memories of that old house lives in our hearts as home

Wishing for a solitary moment somehow
That it could be the past, here and now
Healing parts that need to be whole
While strengthening our souls

Jade Anjoun

The machines lined the labyrinth in rows
Lights, colors and animations all posed
In endless arrays of enticing sounds
Like children on turning merry-go-rounds

Some people can barely walk or breathe
Still coming in and taking seats beneath
The neon altars of chance, money and vice
All gathered together like a nest of mice

The draw of the elusions and a sum to win
Keeping the people in a polarized spin
Roundabouts in sheer tidal waves of hope
Not aware they are on a slippery slope

Participating for points to keep a status
In the all encompassing apparatus
Designed to become your new home
From its shadows you will not roam

Perceived as a beacon of true light
Serving the lonely slaves by night
Souls the darkest demons possess
Each slap of the buttons causing stress

Endless sounds of screams and elations
Winning money to calm the agitations
Still they file in like going to church
On a never-ending quest and search

Looking for the missing links in their life
Placating the unbearable internal strife
Never looking up, never seeing the above
Their misery resides in a lack of true love


© Jade Anjoun

I want to cry with you
Hold you
I want to feel your pain
Really feel your soul
Nothing to gain

I want to spread my arms
Look into your eyes
Feel your tears, hear your cries
If I could I would
Make the pain cease to be
In a world filled with misery

I want to cry with you
I want to feel your pain
Really feel your soul
Nothing to gain

I want to hold you
Die with you
Feel your tears
Feel your fears

Close your eyes and you will see
This is how it has to be
For you and me
Suffering derailed
Love prevailed
Forever more
We soar

Jade Anjoun

I wish I were a robot
With full metal parts
Built with sensible forethought
Even including loving hearts

Covered in modern, stylish clothes
Hiding an inquisitive que vive form
From my head down to my toes
Creating the perfect storm

The superpowers are awesome
With only one tiny little concern
I couldn’t take any direct sun
But, that’s the only downturn

I’d be almost perfect
Precision all the way
With a run away intellect
And foul villains to slay

At work I would be unstoppable
Much to everyone’s chagrin
All my parts would be swappable
Except my heart, buried deep within

Yes, if only I were a robot
Yet, I am thinking the unthinkable
The only better idea I got
Is to be completely invisible!

The night was perfect for a bonfire gathering
Many good friends to join this magical happening
Time standing still in lost coolness of autumn glowing
Tethered to the warmth of blustery winds a blowing
In the early dawn of light planning for the fire begins
Like the morning holy prayers of solemn matins

Approaching you could smell the cows faraway and distant
Mingled with the wood burning the aroma was persistent
Food was sat among tables arranged around the trees
Receiving their share were the flies and bees
Buzzing a melodic pitch of tonic accent
Apropos for this outdoor content

The building of the bonfire is a true art form
Tree limbs stacked in meticulous order one by one
Enticing flames to rise in heights and dance like spirits
Filling the night with fellowship among the hot smoky orbits
Reflecting through the stars blazing flames leaping without care
As eyes sparkled and the heat warmed our faces in the night air

Grass fed meat cooked ceremoniously over the billowing fire
A picture emerges of feasting in a forgotten medieval empire
Friends together chatting under the warm dark skies above
Laughter in the air while souls touch in neighborly love
That need no assistance from extraneous luminaire’
While the brisk winds blew through our hair

Many life’s lessons were told one by one
Mixed with different views and opinions spun
The Bonfire climbs higher holding us in rapture
While mingling with the scents, chatter and laughter
All the wood if free to gather in the forests there’s no quota
This is the life of Bonfire gatherings with friends in Minnesota
Should strangers see the billowing smoke, stopping by to inquire
They’ll be welcomed as friends and asked to join the circle
To share with us the comforting warmth of the blazing Bonfire

Love, Blessings, Peace and Unity,
Jade Anjoun

counting days in somber dreams
wildflowers, butterflies and bees
the truth of this fallen world
just takes me to my knees

counting money and pennies
bonds, stocks and trusts
all games played by the elites
despicable venues that disgusts

counting lives that are destroyed
in laws, mandates and evil plans
sly and deliberately deployed
blood dripping from their hands

counting the ones still standing
with pain, sickened and lost
a war of lies against the people
and our freedom has been the cost

counting days until we awake
knowing, living and well
for love, peace and blessing
is our natural state to dwell

© Jade Anjoun

Sting my heart
Come to me
Take your rightful part
Eyes that see

Sting me slow
Pour love
Over me in innocence
The kind of
Pureness that is deep

Sting me now
With love’s pleasure
Show me how
To accept the treasure

Sting me with
Your intense secrets
Soft myths
In romantic sweetness

Sting my soul
With Mars passion
Take control
Fill me with pleasure

Sting me
Feel the intensity
So free
Let it come and be

Sting me
With
Your love
Wrapped in amenity

Sting me
For
Eternity

© J Anjoun

in this jungle of terrestrial life
tangled amongst the density
roaming under a silent stealth
passion waits with rapt intensity

covered softly in words of honey
attracting the ones unpledged
like stones falling into puddles
ripples fanning out full-fledged

time meanders through days
climaxing into months and years
subdued in the jungle of our lives’
effacing all the tears and fears

pending the sunlight of clearing
traversing through ordered chaos
searching through the emotions
among the ecstasy of the pathos

the jungle is captivating and bold
enduring the solemn reassuring
succumbing to the sweetness
strong and so deeply alluring

© Jade Anjoun

The softness of your touch slowly slips away
Another lifetime lives clothed in a secret array
Strewn with silver threads of fading memories
Time frozen in a distant sculptured frieze

Remembering the laughter of children's play
Smiling while peeking through the doorway
Time seemed endless in that golden moment
Full of warmth and peaceful contentment

As our minds remember we try to recapture
Our life lost in emotion and wounded fracture
Those days we spent immersed in this or that
Never looking forward and never looking back

Nothing more than an earthly creature
Waiting for the light and distant rapture
Living in circles of unidentifiable stories
Accepting the fate of other worldly glories

Our journeys consist of many ups and downs
Where joys, laughter, tears and loss abounds
Days go by in never ending turns and twists
Suspended in memories where peace exists

© Jade Anjoun

There is a heaviness that falls upon the soul
Demanding a precise and exacting toll
Measured in endless nothingness day and night
Obscuring the distant horizon of glimmering light

What is this innervated feeling of hopelessness
Banishing the mind in degrees of dispossess
Emotions fading and falling to the barren ground
Sunken depression pushes deep and profound

Time moves slowly in a grand progression
Devoid of voice affecting definitive expression
Anticipating soaring on whirlwinds of change
Replacing the darkness in a swift light exchange

Feelings evaporate into undusted thought
Oppression laden in full anxious fraught
Lift up the lucid burden of minds unchained
Live a life in union with peace unrestrained

Glance back on memories in cloyed reflection
A mission of freedom in adjunct projection
The misty sunrise of breaking new days
Washes over heaviness like simple nosegays

Visions reflect a new dawning to apprise
Carrying thoughts to accelerated highs
Contemplate the emotion of passionate elation
And emerge like a butterfly a most unique creation

© Jade Anjoun

When we fell asleep last night
Did we wake into a world of fright?
Falling down a rabbit hole
Our lives literally stole

What phenomena occurred whilst we dreamt?
Were the evil red serpents sent?
To conjure up the lot of us
In stages that are just treasonous

Our voices cannot be heard
The lines of insanity are now blurred
Why has the seven heavens fallen
And our hearts and souls called in

Silence gives permission to the not so pure of heart
Sharing the truth to rise above must have a start
When we stop fighting for a life that is free
We accept the heavy hands on the control key

For what give rights to some and not others
Forbidding reaching out and touching our brothers
Rulers come and go not without a battle
Rise up and put an end to the psycho babble

Look deep into the eyes of peace and tranquility
Know this is the true state of all of humanity
Contemplate the truth absent of the unfitted
Never following doctrines made up by the wicked

Plunging deeper into a life of pandemonium control
Becoming lowly victims in a chasm that takes its toll
Breaking free should consume our every thought
Because freedom’s fight must always be fought

“I know but one freedom and that is the freedom of the mind”

~Antoine de Saint-Exupery~
French writer, poet, and pioneering aviator

© Jade Anjoun

Sudden pain ripped across
My waxen skin as brambled limbs
Tore open wounds the beast left

I stood in suspended animation
Watching the blood ooze down
Seeping slowly onto the ground

As the sky turned a bleak color grey
There was no emotion in the fray
Only an anguished still quiet
 
No air to breathe
No light to discern
Silently encompassing like a vacuum

Leaving open throbbing wounds
Tormented and deep
Amongst a swollen secret hush

I fell down praying for a healing
From all the scars that penetrate
Our minds, hearts and souls

© Jade Anjoun