It's June and that means it's time for another poetry feature! I have decided to do this post every other month rather than every month, that way, you can get more varied content. This month I wanted to feature Jennae Cecelia. She has written several poetry chapbooks, and after reading Bright Minds Empty Souls and Uncaged Wallflower, I knew that I wanted to feature her. Her writing style is raw and relatable and I think that's what makes it especially beautiful.
** All poems from the book Bright Minds Empty Souls **
Bright Minds Empty Souls is for the hopeless romantics and those who need a friend to comfort their late night thoughts. It’s a book made with love about falling in and out of love with yourself, and others. Enjoy over 60 poems from Jennae's edition of, Bright Minds Empty Souls.
Cream in my Coffee
I stopped putting cream in my coffee
because the more I put in,
the less it resembled
your beautiful
brown
eyes.
Laughter
Every time you laughed
I felt as if our souls were going to get
a few more months of life in the end.
Because experiencing your laugh was like
taking a dose of perception happiness.
Instant Gratification
She didn't need instant gratification,
or want one short-term fling.
but the world was piled
with people looking to
"feel good"
for only a brief moment.
Fast food,
instant coffee,
microwave dinners.
Anything to cut time
and make it easier.
She wasn't about to settle for
cheap food
and mediocre coffee,
so why would she settle for your need
of instant gratification?
Tea
I wasn't your cup of tea because you wanted to
add
cream
and sugar
and couldn't just take me as I was.
Shades
Purple.
Lavender and amethyst.
Colors that made up total bliss.
When I see these colors
in the sky at night or
in the morning,
I think of how shades of purple
were all that you were made of.
Hate
No I don't hate you,
because hate is a feeling
and I feel nothing for you.
Blank Canvas
Here I am
with a blank canvas.
All the options spread out
in front of me.
But I can't pick up the brush
with a shaky hand.
I am afraid of only reaching for
the dark color and repeating
a project I have put to rest.
I want to start fresh.
Start new.
That's why I'm keep it
a blank canvas.
Don't Even
Don't look at me
with the eyes that gazed at her.
Don't talk to me
with the mouth was locked
to her lips.
Don't smell my perfume
with the nose that inhaled her.
Don't come to me
when you are sick of her.
I hope you enjoyed reading this post and seeing some of my favorite poems from this book. I definitely recommend purchasing it if you liked the poems above. Thanks for reading!