Jacqueline Lewchanin
Fairland, Indiana, USA
Jacqueline LewchaninFairland, Indiana, USA |
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Jackie is President of Port-O-Stroll Enterprises, Inc., a producer of large and small covers of canvas and vinyl. She loves children and animals and writes poetry to stay (reasonably) sane in an insane world. Her life-long goal is to solve the connection problems of severed spinal chords, but she thinks, so far, her greatest accomplishment has been to raise three wonderful children. Jackie writes short stories and has written five books of poetry, "The Fire Within Me", "Smoldering Embers", "Night Talk", "P. S. I Love You" and "Odd Lots". |
When You Leave MeSometimesWhen you leave me I feel like a 3 year old child In a crowd of knees. The hand that tightly held mama's Suddenly free - In a panic tries to grab The disappearing skirt. I fall flat Among the ankles Knocking the wind right out of me Just like When you leave me. | The Man Runs Through MeLike swelling tidesThe man runs through me, Leaving me alone. Obsessed, Waiting for the next rush to engulf me. The rhythmic cycle reminding me Of the love between two people. The obsession drives me towards him. My caution holds me back. Fearful of possession, Remembering lessons I've learned before. Not wanting to scare him, I stand resolutely. But, swaying, none-the-less As the man goes through. Aching As he backs away. | Memory PoemBirthdayFour Living with mother Once more. Plain White Shoulder purse, Pretty gift. Brown Scoth terrier From the past By my hand Colored Above the clasp. Angry mother Broken back Packed in ice Scars to last. |