Jennifer Sol

Rookie (a sun bathed day in the middle of winter / the streets of imagination)

Jennifer Sol Poems

1. Oh, My Heart 7/19/2006
2. My Dearest Mother 7/19/2006
3. Living A Lie 7/19/2006
4. Words 7/20/2006
5. Tucked Away 7/20/2006
6. Just A Little White Lie 7/20/2006
7. One Week Left 7/20/2006
8. Newspaper Headlines 7/21/2006
9. Go Back Home 7/21/2006
10. Venomous Snake 7/21/2006
11. Look There! 7/21/2006
12. Insistent Ramblings 8/1/2006
13. Missing You 8/1/2006
14. Lost Control 8/7/2006
15. Sinewy Spider 8/8/2006
16. The Girl In The Mirror 8/10/2006
17. Free Of Your Antics? 8/18/2006
18. Saved By Love 8/18/2006
19. No Gentleman 8/31/2006
20. Fever Induced Madness 9/9/2006
21. Sweet Dew Kissed Strawberries 7/15/2006
22. Wild Painting 7/15/2006
23. Single Rose 7/15/2006
24. Before Time Goes Still 7/15/2006
25. Love For Dummies 7/17/2006
26. City Of Love 7/17/2006
27. The Paper That Changed My Life 7/17/2006
28. You 7/17/2006
29. The Killing Kind 7/17/2006
30. That Feeling 7/17/2006
31. Tear Stain 7/17/2006
32. Sunset 7/17/2006
33. Running Away 7/17/2006
34. Fading 7/17/2006
35. Rage 7/17/2006
36. The Park Bench 7/17/2006
37. Suicide? 7/17/2006
38. Broken Dreams 7/17/2006
39. Memories I Could'Ve Had 7/17/2006
40. Lagging Behind 7/17/2006

Comments about Jennifer Sol

  • Rae Solomon (7/20/2006 1:51:00 PM)

    Jen! Hey girl! I've already added, like, tons of your poems to my fave list. You have such fantastic imagery! Check out S. Teasdale when you get the chance- I think you'll like her poems. She's one of my new favourites! See you soon!
    Love,
    Rae

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Best Poem of Jennifer Sol

My Dearest Mother

You and me, though I came from your womb
We get along as well as storms and sunshine
You are the fuse and I am soon to explode
I am the bullet waiting in the chamber
You pull the trigger and I shoot out
Why is it we cannot exist peacefully?

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Tucked Away

A quiet little community tucked away
In an overlooked corner of the sea
Quaint cottages line the vast beach
This is where she goes to get away
Leaving footprints in the sand
She escapes the pain
Dulled to a numb throbbing
The warmth of a fireplace ember
Brings a rare visitor to her face

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