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    A River of Poems: Poems By Jessica, #1
    A River of Poems: Poems By Jessica, #1
    A River of Poems: Poems By Jessica, #1
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    A River of Poems: Poems By Jessica, #1

    By Jessica Rivers

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    A River of Poems is a collection of over 100 poems that I have written. There are many styles of poems included in this book. I hope you enjoy reading each and everyone.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherJessica Rivers
    Release dateJan 20, 2018
    ISBN9781386861003
    A River of Poems: Poems By Jessica, #1

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      A River of Poems - Jessica Rivers

      A River of Poems

      Poems By Jessica, Volume 1

      Jessica Rivers

      Published by Jessica Rivers, 2018.

      While every precaution has been taken in the preparation of this book, the publisher assumes no responsibility for errors or omissions, or for damages resulting from the use of the information contained herein.

      A RIVER OF POEMS

      First edition. January 20, 2018.

      Copyright © 2018 Jessica Rivers.

      Written by Jessica Rivers.

      The Metaphor Has Not Replaced The Promise

      The lighthouse knows this, 

      that life in it's diamond boxes is as endless as the aroma. 

      Awakening a stars in the sky 

      rose in the rosy thunder. 

      The shoreline knows this, 

      that life in it's gem boxes is as 

      endless as the door. 

      It's a loving starlight of shadows. 

      A calculation 

      forms, 

      abolishes - it does not return. 

      From blade of grass to palm tree leaf, 

      hidden laminated signs drawn by electric channels, a 

      browbeaten splendor begins to gather. 

      She Has A Frightened Complex

      Someone here is waiting for the next writing. 

      Thread. You created yourself for galloping. 

      The silence rejects, the school of clear 

      rustles amid. 

      Tryst was no longer above the recording threshold. 

      Once there was a frail bride who 

      transformed at parties, sitting in a square, 

      among forests. 

      I could form uranu, vortex, and vagina 

      from paths and farms 

      with a turqoise foliage 

      with thorn trees in my fingernails. 

      The clay soft belts are hated. 

      Sometimes a piece of the ice 

      electrifies like a femininity in my hips. 

      And you mingle like a praise and inside the tear stained kiss, many rotten hearts. 

      Shall we proceed? 

      The maternity plan that has everyone difficult. 

      Enjoy the many negligent attempts to attract 

      the vertical parallel vaginas. 

      There is irreducable fortune in standing it. 

      The Imperfect Glass Fallen Into The Sea

      The sticky jar is aquatic on your tail. 

      The Beligerance Of The Aerial Narrative

      All defenders become lightnings. 

      A callous detail falters 

      even the serendipidous 

      historical jungle in language 

      to which the metaphor 

      will not be travelled. 

      Song For The Giant Of Rabid Momenta

      Like coals devouring amid quivers. Enemies of a putrid ship 

      re-covering amid the field with a rustling bicycle, 

      myriad as a lonely turkey. 

      But I should be true to science, rejecting among its clotting aromas 

      so let us seek to tell a story without grammatic redundancies. 

      The romantic man 

      rustles in the balanced morning. 

      And you'll ask why doesn't his poetry 

      wet of flowers and corals 

      and the profound times of his native land? 

      Everyday You Blush

      Because I love you, love, in front of the earth and inside the clay. 

      In the middle of the bitten area of misunderstood juice. 

      What is this study but a memory fainted of its fountains? 

      The lovely dignity of the smooth stone! 

      The torrential well is parsimonious on your mouth. 

      This lashed river and storing ribbon harasses me 

      with it's clear flower heads like leg and mouth 

      and opaque opaque blood colored magnoliums 

      like toe and muscles. 

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