Author Archives: jenniferleenelson
REBEL COMPLEX
LAVA LION
INDOOR INVASION
WILLING APOCALYPSE
CANDY DREAMS
NEON KOI
MELTING PARROT
CHILLED DRAGON
BULLIED SIGN
CLUB PREY
ALIEN HOMEBASE
OCEAN GLASS
FROZEN STATEMENT
SUMMER BRAVERY
OLYMPIC DUSK
CORNER STUD
EASY CHOICE
GLAMOUR TRIANGLE
SPACE DRIVE
DRAGON LAND
CLIFF HANGER
GLASS TRIP
SEASONED CROSS
HAMMERING PHANTOM
ENVISIONING
I am what I’m striving to be
The life I envision is nearby
Aspirations become reality
Seeking art, travel and beauty
Want to sail, coast, move and fly
I am what I’m striving to be
Hard work pays off eventually
Patience is the product of time
Aspirations become reality
Decisions are challenging me
Pursuing clarity of mind
I am what I’m striving to be
Battling past anxieties
So that my future can be bright
Aspirations become reality
I’m selfish temporarily
Creating a space that is mine
I am what I’m striving to be
Aspirations become reality
ANOTHER LEVEL
CAGED ONE
STUCK INDOORS
LOST GLITZ
FANTASY FLIGHT
UN-INVERTED SUPERSTAR
YEAH? NO?
There’s this Thing.
That verb.
Those truths
That everyone always
Alludes to
Yet no one ever
Says out loud.
Until maybe now…
Or now,
Or now,
Or now.
Or not.
DECKED OUT
BUSINESS WIRE
HILL PIECE
FUNNEL CLOUDS
WILD BUS STOP
YOU TELL ME
Over-saturation
of the whole damn universe,
as if we finally imploded
or maybe expanded too far
and I’m tryin to relay all the messages
to the appropriate people,
all the scraps I collected
and every moment I felt present
to wrap them up
to convince one another
that this is all
purposefully intergalactic and
beyond human intention.
Often I hear the things I’m sayin
but they haven’t made sense yet
so I put them on paper,
should probably burn them,
just offer them up
like little sacrifices.
What else to do with all these words?
They never stop falling,
revolving,
they are my planets
and perhaps my black holes,
just snippets of other-worldly
celebrations
and catastrophes
wandering gracefully
through the galaxies.
RETURN POEM
Observing everyone, everything else
until I cannot see myself,
just riding on a cloud
hoping no one notices,
but everyone cares,
weighing social anxiety against ignorance
and deciding my temperament
will not accept my own
carelessness,
no matter that of others
but it soothes me
to think
that only I analyze down to the last detail,
maintaining a certain cool while I hide
the for reals
of what I feel,
cuz being passive is the trend
and I stopped trying (too hard);
fashion, music, poetry, education,
I don’t know what to focus on
first,
they say I should just enjoy myself,
join the crowd,
but the ultimate truth is mine
and my sensitivities are my own design.
So if you say I shouldn’t
care
what people think of me,
I counter that with well then,
why the fuck are you concerned with me?!
PRINTS NOW FOR SALE!
Here is the link to Seattle on Canvas, where my first 12 photographs are now for sale! You can choose exactly how you want them custom printed and framed.
Enjoy!
https://www.seattleoncanvas.com/artworks/gallery.php?cid=16797&group&p=1
*If you have a favorite photo of mine that you would like to be able to order a print of, let me know and I will add it to my Seattle on Canvas website.
2014 in review
The WordPress.com stats helper monkeys prepared a 2014 annual report for this blog.
Here's an excerpt:
A San Francisco cable car holds 60 people. This blog was viewed about 2,000 times in 2014. If it were a cable car, it would take about 33 trips to carry that many people.