Jennifer ParksNolan as LeJenD'Poet
Biography of Jennifer ParksNolan as LeJenD'Poet
I live in Texas with my husband Mark, my girls Kat & Lucy, our lizards Puff, Vert, and Bombachu, our cat Gutz, and our dog Chopper. I am currently going back to school, working toward my Master's degree in Humanities with a focus in Literature. I currently work on creating websites for people, landscaping & lawn maintenance, making beaded and hemp jewlery, and whatever else it behooves me to do. I write poetry and prose and I read pretty much anything I can get my hands on. My hobbies include gardening, disc golf, writing, reading, fishing, and any family time with my girls. I am fond of reptiles, mainly lizards, and hope to one day start a reptile refuge in East Texas for unwanted, mistreated, aged, and abused reptiles. I respect and worship nature, as I am a Celtic Pagan. I am openminded to the religions and beliefs of others and I expect others to show me the same courtesy. Thats about all there is to me that will fit here. All-in-all, I am me as there is no one else I can honestly be.
Jennifer ParksNolan as LeJenD'Poet Poems
One Single Kiss: A Poem For Mark
Floating in an endless sea of hopelessness sinking steadily toward the eternal darkness whispered promises of the overwhelming abyss Yet, saved from it all by One Single Kiss.
A Mind Cleared By Drink
I was in need of a Vacation From constant Contemplation Resulting in no Explanation So I began my Saturation
She Is Like A Flower
She is like a flower and you must treat her as such.
Disc Golf's Spiritual Side
Sunday morning disc golf is a most spiritual thing: the metallic jingle of chains as church bells ring the sight of a disc being launched through the air
The World Comes 'Round Full Circle
Moonlight, both old and young glows eternal in Her cycle - creating tides, both weak and strong; and the world comes round full circle.
Sky Above, Earth Below
Born to this world; sky above, earth below. Senses abound, tempting my new born soul.
Many moons ago, I first told you, “I love you.” And many moons ago, you told me the same. Even though many moons have come and gone, for neither of us has anything changed.
For My Daughter Lucille
Child, Lucille my daughter I love you so
Tears falling like rain tears of happiness mingled with pain heart and soul both weighted with sin unspoken, not acknowledged, yet ne’er to be done again
Serena: A Sestina
Serena was a maid with looks that could please her eyes glowed with the fires of life. Then entered her world, a most malicious knave who forced her violently onto her knees
If I Were
If I were an injured soul would you attempt to heal me? Would you hold me in your arms and whisper sweet nothings?
Mistress Of Loneliness
I am the mistress of loneliness, the one who sheds quiet tears, the being within all of us, the being we most fear.
Oh, how I love this Nothingness, sinking down into that deep abyss; thinking nothing, feeling nothing being assured I won’t be missed.
Cloud Colours - Ninesquare Form
Snow white clouds hang in a light blue sky hovering fluffily overhead to offer shade needed in summer.
Pale as a corpse, she seems to be;
her spirit and soul, both, cold and empty.
Too long ago, she had rejected her faith.
She, now, is imprisoned in the form of a wraith.
Her spirit, cursed to dwell, forever encased
where she denounced beliefs she had once embraced.
The blasphemous words with which she cursed
are now destined, never, to be reversed.