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a coarseness beyond which to awaken
a coarseness beyond which to awaken
how rough the fabric of her discontent
with jagged unsewn edges that uncoil
the richest textures find themselves at fray
the weeping colours bleed into the sun
the purple, pinks and jasmines grind on past
and hues defy their naming as they cry
how hearts begin to wander with the moon
and catch on stubble, burrs and crinkles chained
yet smooth and wild and justly seem the nights
when unsewn edges find themselves unfurl
but patterns rearranged would make no sense
so ironing the wrinkles takes its way
in warming layers blankets will collide
and find a coziness the night can't see
where roughness goes unnoticed with the tides
uneasiness is hurdled into day
scent of freedom
sometimes we find through freshness in the air
a freedom that is often overlooked
how molecules of cedar take to breeze
and leave their trees a quarter mile away
we take these molecules into our lungs
our nostrils savouring the tranquil scent
so full, so rich, so lively and so pure
and yet so fleeting as our breath itself
Jennifer Jayne Scobie is a poet who was born in Chatham,
Ontario, Canada, and now resides in the border city of Windsor,
Ontario with her two cats. She has been published in Whetstone
(Lethbridge), Cold Mountain Review, New Delta Review and more. She
has recently returned to writing with a new perspective after a long
hiatus for health reasons. She is very happy to be alive.
Email: Jennifer Jayne Scobie
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