Jusjess Poetry


The way she walks

And how she talks

You can tell that she’s been through a storm.

The way she gravitates

And radiates 

You can feel

That what she states is real.

No limitation

To her liberation 

For each journey is unique.

You can feel her step into the room

She’s the definition of mystique.

Her smile is bright 

But you can sense

That her lips once 

Frowned so much.

You can see the light spark 

From her fingers.

You feel warmth in her touch.


She is –

Not giving anyone the power to disrupt her peace again.

She still has a ways to go but is now patient with herself.

Guarded? I would say vigilant and aware. 



That’s the wave she’s on.

She’ll get there.

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