Jen J.C.

🫂🤞🏻🕯

Blood for oil Means nothing to us here Because the bombs Don't fall here Not yet War happens to other people In a land removed from our reality We can watch and shrug As death rains down on beings Who may call God by a different name It won't always be this way Maybe this season, We reap the crops of destruction We have sown for so long Over so many fields When our own families Are buried under rubble Will we then understand the true cost Of such things as a tank of gas? J. C. 03.08.26

#poetry #perspective #privilege #war #usa #karma #geopolitics #oil #holywar

My pleasure

❤️🧡💛💚💙🩵💜

#vss365
She was born a gallows bird,
she knew one day she'd swing—
it's what her grandma told her
when she took her under wing.

The #jewelry hanging at her throat,
caged in twisted silver wire,
meant to keep her #spellbound
from the demon born inside her.

Witches are women who
aren’t afraid of who they are.
They can conjure magic,
but the do not have to as
they are magic themselves.
🪄✨🧹

#InternationalWomensDay

The last two lines struck hard!

They cried witch
Put us in the ducking stool
Float or sink
We couldn't win
Burnt at the stake was to be our fate
They want us subdued
To stand up for yourself is
to be the agressor
A strong woman breeds fear in men
Today it's bitches instead of witches
And still they kill us

#poetry

As a prisoner In a multi-layered prison Of deadly traps And repulsive men guarding our exits I'm leading my fellow prisoners – all of us women As we use our wits and wiles To navigate each trial On a winding path of escape We kill and are killed But we don't stop I wake with a pounding heart J. C. 03.08.26

I had this dream last night. I didn't actually know that today was #InternationalWomensDay

#poetry #dream #freedomforallwomen #sisterhood

YouTube video by Mackenzie Johnson Mackenzie Johnson - The Sisterhood (Official Lyric Video)

This song makes me feel all good things.

I dedicate this share to a chosen sister, @poetkatiratejeda.bsky.social 🫶🏻

Sister date!

Anyone
can sound like
what you think
someone “like you”
should sound like.

But
no one
can sound
like you.

#Poetry #Poem
#SkyPoet #ArtisticVoice

Write poetry. You can't reread tears.

A collage On the left, an image of a tempest storm at sea. On the right, my poem Atrocities Worries Intentions Obligations On this leg of the voyage Art bunks down in steerage Expression lashed to the deck In the fury Of concurrent Hurricanes Typhoons Tsunami My clothes soaked in salt and sick Sliding, helplessly Bow to stern Reaching for purchase Of the helm Each time I roll past Gods, my fate is in your hands J. C. 03.08.25

#poetry #tumult #lifestorm #stress #stateoftheworld #day-to-day

😊 🫶🏻

Gray foggy morning with wet brown fields, a line of trees at the far reaches & a small evergreen in the lower left foreground

I remember the pretzel was twice the size
of my head & the salt was the bliss
of cracked sidewalks hopped over, for mother.

The mustard made that funny sound
we all giggled at as the vendor squirted
dreams onto twisted knots of indecisions.

that son of sam

poetry/video: todd stoll ©

#Poetry
#WarPigs
#JinJiyanAzadi
#SmashPatriarchy
#SelfDetermination
#AntiReligioFascism
#NeitherKingsNorKhameneis

Still Here. Breathing Fire I'm Black woman alchemy- cloaked of keen worldly daggers. Nobody claps for the small wins: getting dressed when the bed feels like quicksand-texting back when my hurt eyes felt like lead-laughing real when | thought I forgotten its cadence. I'm Black woman alchemy-manifested grace; ain't fragile, baby. transmuting pain into presence showing up for myself when the heavy world is asking, more. The hurt lives here, yes. But so do li gottdamn it. And I'm not going --nowhere. MS. AWASHINGTON | #ARW-RAW A SOLSEED JOINT | @ARWASHINGTON #BlackWriters #BlackPoets #8AmWrtingClub #Writers

#emoetry #prompt #heavy
#8AmWritingClub #AmWriting

I'm Black woman alchemy-
cloaked from keen worldly daggers.
Nobody claps for the small wins: getting dressed when the bed feels like quicksand-texting back
when my hurt eyes felt like lead-laughing real when I thought
I’d forgotten its cadence. ⤵️

🫂

I got an old wooden wheelbarrow full of platitudes and it’s getting heavy

Me and my dog used to talk about our balls a lot.
“You’ve got balls and I’ve got balls too,” he’d say. “We’ve both got balls!” I miss him so much.

I feel this to my bones. As women, we’re conditioned to believe that we’ve to do everything, do it perfectly and not complain about it nor seek help or use shortcuts. No wonder we’re all so damn tired and done with the patriarchal bs.

I know how you feel. How did we get stuck in this timeline/dimension without our spellbooks? 🧙‍♀️✨️

I was meant to be a fairy or a witch or something other magickal—where did it go wrong? Out there, there’s an abandoned cottage and a sweet garden on the woods (close to a beach or river) waiting for me (and here I am…not there🙃)

#nature #butterfly #spring #photography #photo #dandelions #pretty

I beg the stars
to thank you—

for all the love
you gave,
(𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘤𝘩 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘵)

and

the legacy
you left
inside me.

#Poetry #Poem
#BlueskyPoetry
#Prayer #SkyPoem

Got fired from my job as a porn star bc I couldn’t stop saying GREAT CAESAR’S GHOST during the money shots

Pulled pork topped with Singles on a buttery cream biscuit, crinkle cut French fries. In the small blue fish dish is chili crisp ketchup, next to that in a small teal bowl is shredded coleslaw with red onions & carrots. A glass of red wine is also visible

Felt like pulling some pork tonight…

So, I pulled a pack of pulled pork from the freezer & sauced it up

I figured out that I have been making those cookies for 36 years. & this style/recipe for cole slaw I’ve been preparing for 30

Listening to GFR’s Closer to Home

A rainbow, chasing the rain

#7syllablesentence

Do elves suddenly appear?

Elfchen — the first form I learned.

#7syllablesentence elf
#writingcommunity

* Elfchen is a poetic form in the format 1-2-3-4-1 (counting words not syllables). It was implemented to develop creativity in elementary schools