“Mrs. Hyde”

Light eyes,
bouncy hair,
a smile
with no care.

Piercing gaze,
tight bun,
a smirk
that looks like fun.

Sweatshirt,
dark jeans,
blue socks,
stars on the seams.

Black blazer,
red blouse,
pumps starting fires
to be doused.

The fear
is high in your eyes.
Mistaking your impression
for her guise.

Well,
surprise.

©2021 Jai Lynn

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“The High Priestess”

Do you see
what is?

Or do you see
what you believe?

An aura of mist
and arcane secrets lost in time

A moonlight smile
gone in the drop of a dime

She looks through you
when you walk by

She knows every time
your lips will lie

sometimes even before you do.

But don’t be afraid.

We all will know her secrets
one day.

Photo by Yeshi Kangrang on Unsplash

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“my death”

the dirt under my nails
tells no lies.

the tears have dried
in the corner of my eyes.

my heart beats
with love for all its ties.

i will not
go easy
from this world.

i will fight
blood
and bone
to live

and even after
the last breath
leaves my lips…

i will still live on
through all the survivors,
especially those
i have not
even realized
my light
has touched.

with each
end
always
come a new
beginning.

Photo by Eyasu Etsub on Unsplash

To each and every one of you I’m sending all the love and light your way for 2021. I’ll see you on the other side 😉 Let’s make it count.

©2021 Jai Lynn

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“the bell poem”

red ribbon
an evergreen spruce
and multicolor blinks
of lights
in the dark.

a quiet
isolated
white snow
expanse
outside the window.

hot chocolate
sugar cookies
and carrots
by the fireplace
on the other side.

simple…
for this
Christmas
is not the same

but
i still
believe
that when
the silver bells
ring
in the night
i will
hear.

a lot
is different
this year
but the
holiday spirit
will always
be in our hearts
for next year
and every year
that is
yet
to come.

we
will all
be together
again soon.

Photo by Stéphane Juban on Unsplash

Merry Christmas everyone! Keep the hope ❤

©2021 Jai Lynn

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“Rebuild”

Ruins
are memories
broken
into little
tiny
pieces.

Small
fragments
with sharp
serrated
edges.

You have
to be prepared
when you
connect
them back
together.

Or
you
will just
get cut
all over
again.

And so,
I learned
to cast
my hands
in steel.

Now
I am
finally
ready
to make
my new
castle.

I am
sad
no more
for The Queen
has
arrived.

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“The Devil On My Shoulder”

I know
who I
am.

(thoughts
of you
always
in my head…)

I know
exactly
how to
destroy
myself.

(i see us
on repeat
as i dream
through the day…)

You
did not do
anything
wrong.

I
will take
total
fault.

(for the
feelings
are mine
alone…)

I
am
destroyed.

I
am
also
my destroyer.

(….)

I promise
I’ll disappear
and you will
never
see me again.

(i may be the devil
but i am the angel too.)

I
will save
you
from me.

(goodbye, my love)

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