Jennie Renee Sparrow

Silver Star - 4,066 Points (November 8th / Tahlequah, Oklahoma)

Jennie Renee Sparrow Poems

281. Shades Of The Blue Moon 1/14/2017
282. Here 1/14/2017
283. Being Human 1/14/2017
284. Feel 1/14/2017
285. Pages 1/14/2017
286. Where 1/14/2017
287. Magic 1/14/2017
288. Our Colors Fade 1/14/2017
289. Haunted Kiss 1/14/2017
290. Kaleidoscope 1/14/2017
291. Dark Sparrow 2/10/2017
292. Upon A Sparrow's Wing 2/10/2017
293. When I Was Your Angel 2/10/2017
294. Into The Darkness Creatures Of The Night 2/10/2017
295. Your Angel 2/11/2017
296. Walk With The Dead 2/11/2017
297. Wings Of A Sparrow 2/11/2017
298. Valentino 2/13/2017
299. Tentadora 3/4/2017
300. Isadora 3/6/2017
301. Closer 3/10/2017
302. Heavy 3/17/2017
303. If Only 3/20/2017
304. Glitter 3/24/2017
305. Ghost 3/27/2017
306. Red #7 3/29/2017
307. Taste Of Everlast 3/31/2017
308. Fly With Me 4/10/2017
309. Eagle's Eyes 4/15/2017
310. Eclipsed 5/8/2017
311. La Madrina 7/16/2017
312. Commodore 7/27/2017
313. Phoînix 7/27/2017
314. Rose Of The Dark 7/29/2017
315. Un Beso 7/29/2017
316. Vato 7/31/2017
317. My Darkest Rose 8/2/2017
318. Seeds Of My Shadow 4/14/2016
319. Silver Twilight 4/15/2016
320. Magic Of The Moon And Stars 4/26/2016
Best Poem of Jennie Renee Sparrow

The Human Within

A vampire's dream born from tragedy
A single drop of blood falls
Shadows form and muted mouths begin to speak
Unseeded visions seen in her crystal ball
In the ballroom they flock
Formally dressed and proper 
She waits eagerly for the ticking of the clock
They all suddenly forget what they are there for
Where did she go when you saw her standing there
Was she there in the cold bitter rain of the night
Her eyes were black but you tried not to stare
She was a stranger but she was your light
The only the star that you ever knew to be right
Feelings you ...

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La Madrina

She wished she was a part of that time again
A known member among the family of organized crime when it all began
She thought of that time long ago
As she looks in the mirror at someone who's grown old
She built a race within her kingdom and wore red roses in her hair that was long, thick and black
A taste of home inside her veins that always took her back
The time machine sets the clock back to the early seventies
She was a gangster's girl just barely in her twenties
A true camorrista i

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