Jennie Renee Sparrow

Gold Star - 5,736 Points (November 8th / Tahlequah, Oklahoma)

Jennie Renee Sparrow Poems

201. Spoken Lies 11/19/2015
202. Star Dust 11/19/2015
203. Stolen 11/19/2015
204. Storm Chaser 11/19/2015
205. Suicide Queen 11/19/2015
206. Summit 11/19/2015
207. Taken 11/19/2015
208. Taste Of Vanity 11/19/2015
209. Tear Drops In The Rain 11/19/2015
210. Tell Me 11/19/2015
211. The House That Cries 11/19/2015
212. The Masked Ones That Are Found 11/19/2015
213. The Unknown 11/19/2015
214. Things That Linger 11/19/2015
215. Those That Cannot Be 11/19/2015
216. Those Without Time 11/19/2015
217. Through The Eyes Of The Moon 11/19/2015
218. Thunder Kissed 11/19/2015
219. Time Capsule 11/19/2015
220. 'Tis Grace 11/19/2015
221. Tokens 11/19/2015
222. Tragic Ending 11/19/2015
223. Truth 11/19/2015
224. Universal Wonders 11/19/2015
225. Upon The Stars 11/19/2015
226. Watch Me 11/19/2015
227. Waterfalls Of Wonder 11/19/2015
228. Weeping With Laughter 11/19/2015
229. When Angels Collide 11/19/2015
230. When I Disappear 11/19/2015
231. When We Were Young 11/19/2015
232. When You Remember Me 11/19/2015
233. When Your Soul Spoke 11/19/2015
234. Where I Belong 11/19/2015
235. Wicked Ways 11/19/2015
236. Wild And Free 11/19/2015
237. Wings 11/19/2015
238. Within 11/19/2015
239. Within My Own Ghost 11/19/2015
240. Without Me 11/19/2015

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Best Poem of Jennie Renee Sparrow

Pseudohallucination

When she walks she looks at the moon
Like the cloud that follows her in the room
From the distance she's beautiful
Over time she'll make you fall
There's a smile beyond her dark eyes
She thunders in when the lightning cries
Inside a shell just below the sea
She comes in like a storm chasing her dreams
She finds herself in between
Her stitches show inside the seams
Threaded upon something you may recognize
Sewn among everything that you want to rhapsodize

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Spirit Whisperer

Blessed upon the spirits for I have found my way home
The color of my skin does not determine who I am
But it is a part of me and my heritage
My spirit moves in such a way that only I can own it
Everything of who I am belongs to me
Everything is a part of me
This land, this life, this earth and all that is within it
It is not owned by anyone
We are only given a short time to enjoy it

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