Monday, February 29, 2016

When you’re no longer silly enough

When you’re no longer silly enough to be with the “in crowd”, you just disappear.
Sometimes it hurts, remembering…
the old self in the mirror, and the shadows of age popping up like freckles.
I miss you. I miss it… miss us, but I realize
I’m never the person I am today when I’m with you.
I am dully shining over your shoulder,
questioning my intentions, and yours of mine.
How many slow waltzes will we dance until we just embrace another partner
that enjoys our step,
and leads with grace
with full swings inward and outward
of the heart?
I’m tired of aching,
but I can’t stand blind of the ashes that have fallen,
the timber of broken friendship,
or small betrayal
or the recourse of new life.
I dream to feel whole, but insecurity never lets me stand beside you
because I never know where you will go next;
sometimes with me,
sometimes concealed in the arms of so many more
than I can even foster.
Sometimes being home means being alone.

Jessica M. Wilson 2/28/16

It's Leap Day!

I am posting because it's Leap Day.
This should be a tremendous day of action for everyone.
Happy Birthday to those able to celebrate in the joy of their actual birthday.
LEAP DAY babies REJOICE!
It's your day!

Let this day of action bring upon new triumphs in all of our lives!

Do something BIG
or sleep in until March 1.

Say something true, so it will not be forgotten.

Keep peace and bring it closer to your heart.






Today, I will be taking out the steps to heal my heart from friends that have been held in it.

Today, I will begin to mail out my 1st book of poetry, Serious Longing, along with these custom bookmarks that I have been working on.

Poet Jessica M. Wilson with Mrs.BeBe / Roxy Doodles





















Today, I workout my body to continue its metamorphosis.

"I'm a BLACK STAR! I'm a BLACK STAR!"



Be original.Be yourself without doubt or apology.

Long live DAVID BOWIE :)!




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