Jennie Astartiel Johnson's Poetry & Songs
Copyright 1990 - 3142, Jennie Astartiel Johnson. All rights reserved.


There is only beauty and it has only one perfect expression - poetry. All the rest is a lie, except for those who live by the body, love, and, that love of the mind, friendship. For me, Poetry takes the place of love, because it is enamored of itself, and because its sensual delight falls back deliciously in my soul.
-Stephane Mallarme

Just a small sampling of my poetry and songs. My writing style follows no apparant form or fashion. Any poem that seems to follow some type of meter or measure is purely accidental. I'm not against those who write "by the book," it is just not for me. I can only write from my heart and soul, from my emotions and experience. And following form has always hindered these expressions. So, while reading these lines, be aware that you may not always be led where you think you are going. With that said, I hope you enjoy reading these poems.

I, Jennie Astartiel Johnson, hereby certify that the following poems and songs are my original work and that all rights to these works belong to me. These writings are an honest and true effort of my personal creativity and unique artistic vision, and I publish them on the Internet as such. Enjoy them well but please do not publish, print, copy, steal or sell them without my consent. Thank you & Enjoy!

Isoule Astare
whispers
Morning Offering
Wonderland Poem
Soulmate
dating game
Seeking
Spider
a whisper in the dark
Some Haiku
Life is Supposed to Be This Way
Creation Meditation
Towards A Distant Star
Time Flies
Hephaestus: God of Love
Earth Song
Beauty and Me
Timeless Beings #2
Tribute
Treatise
Living Legends
Muse
Fantasy Kisses
Forget you forever
Why
Feeling Tones
Probable Futures
Impass


Isoule Astare
(a Jane Roberts style Sumari poem)

Isoule intraste alambra
Milmumet Sumari
For darambi tol
Arado fromabe
Marjor astare!

My soul sings...
I speak words
And syllables
Re-arrange my worlds.
And I am one with the stars!

whispers

your soul speaks to me
in whispers
soft, still waters
that lap at my shore
teasing me
with sweet, fragrant tones
that echo
in my mind and soul
soft, round flavors
fill me
from your whispers
leaving me wanting
for more

Morning Offering

As the darkness melted
Off the mountain sides
It was replaced
By the warm
Golden-green of morning
Filling me
With an exuberant joy
To be alive
On this miraculous planet

Wonderland Poem

The wild wastes we wandered,
wondering what we would wait for
before we wandered on
to the wonderland.

Soulmate

Pure Love,
My dear one that I am,
You know me so well
And in time you will tell.

dating game

latin music in the dark
on a quiet beach
toes in sand
fingers in hair
searching for a reason
to bring
your mouth to mine

Seeking

Seeking, I go on line
Seeking approval
Seeking friendship
Seeking abundance
Seeking love
Seeking understanding
Seeking completion
Seeking knowledge
Seeking wisdom
Seeking unity
Seeking hope
Seeking, I go on line

Spider

The spider crawled
the world-wide web
on the line it spun
out of words,
creating worlds
of communication
with intricate connections.

a whisper in the dark

a whisper in the dark
but no one hears
a silent scream
but no one cares
a cry in the ether
but no one nears
a bright neon sign
but no one stares

Some Haiku

Soft bristles of green
Tickle my face with a joy
The pine makes me smile

Sky, sea, blue and gray
Bird flies by, lands on a branch
Bursting with spring green

We both hear the same birdsong
But the bird that sits in your eyes
Sits in my breast

A tiny creature
Walking on the edge of whiteness
Insect eats some paper

Orange and black
Lady friend
Walking among dry, brown leaves

Lady bug flies
Sun shines brightly
Early in Spring

Life is Supposed to Be This Way

Life is supposed to be this way
That's what everybody says
Life is supposed to be this way
You live, you die, and that's okay

Every day it's getting harder
Every day is so damn long
Every day it's getting harder
And harder to live the life you were born to

Life is supposed to be this way
That's what everybody says
Life is supposed to be this way
You live, you die, and that's okay

Life is moving so slowly
Life is speeding along
Everybody's so lonely
Even when we're not alone

Life is all that we have now
Soon it will be gone
We must endeavor
To find our home, to be at home

Life is supposed to be this way
That's what everybody says
Life is supposed to be this way
You live, you die, and that's okay

From now on I'm gonna push harder
From now on I'm gonna push on
From now on I'm gonna push harder
And harder to live the life I was born to

Life is supposed to be this way
That's what everybody says
Life is supposed to be this way
You live, you die, and that's okay

Creation Meditation

Time slips through its boundaries.
Minutes swim through hours
As real-imaginary books
Create and un-create themselves
On invisible shelves.
I sit on my bed contemplating
The implications of existence.

The world around me
Blinks in and out playfully,
Creating and un-creating itself
Before the blind eyes of my mind.

I sit on my bed
Concentrating too hard
On how to use
All the 'magical' techniques
I have so diligently learned,
Not realizing
That the world around me
Does all these magical things naturally
(without even picking up a book).

Towards A Distant Star

One day I was born on this planet.
One day I was left all alone
In a world of violence and darkness
Far away from home.

Now this world is slowly dying
And the love is almost gone.
In this world there's no use for crying
When you're far away from home.

My home's a million miles
Towards a distant star.
Far away I wait and wonder
Why I went so far.

In this world we're slowly dying
And we're blinded by the light.
Been too long in the darkness.
Fighting hard to kill the fright.

Fighting hard to stop the fighting
As we kneel down on our knees.
Ask your gods for forgiveness.
I can hear you crying, "please!"

Well, the lights, they are all scattered.
It takes work to succeed
In a world were nothing matters
If you stay or if you leave.

My home's a million miles
Towards a distant star.
Far away I wait with wonder
Wonder why we are.

Now the dark is slowly dying
As light and love fill the lands.
Amazed, I watch it happen
As we hold Earth in our hands.

If we act and keep believing
The light will soon fill the sky.
We will laugh again like children
As we learn the reasons why.

I look to you, my brethren,
To look within yourselves.
Your answers are all hidden
Deep within your cells.

Your home's a million miles
Towards a distant star.
Far away you cry with wonder
Wonder who you are.

Time Flies

Time flies
Into my eyes
I cough and sneeze
And begin to wheeze

Immersed in Time
And lost in Space
How can I get
Out of this place?

I've played this part
For many years
I've lived with hopes
And lived with fears

I can no longer
Face my fate
I would like
To change the date

Particles arise
And fill the skies
Unimaginable to perceive
Impossible to leave

Unimaginable worlds
Imagine the worlds
In atoms and cells
In dreams

Hephaestus: God of Love

I looked down
One shining day
To see a man/woman
Smile up at me

This being was so
Handsome/beautiful
That I smiled back
Down at him/her

I disguised myself
As a dove
That looked out
With eyes of Love

But this creature
Was too wise
And saw thru
My thin disguise
To the being
Behind the eyes

With that
My transformation was clear
I could show myself
Without fear

And to this day
I do not regret
What was
To happen next

When I showed
My true form that day
The creature turned
And walked away

hus true love
Is hard to find
It's hard to see past the body
To the mind

Earth Song

Her song is a wisdom song
Her song is a gentle song
Her song is the song of life
And her song is the song of death

Her song is a passion song
Her song is a lightning song
Her song is the song of the four winds
And the song of the four directions

Her song is the drumming of the heart
Her song is the beating of the drum
Her song is filled with all the emotion in existence
And all the experiences of an earth-time.

Her song is the song of the heart
Her song is the song of the soul
Her song is the song that is
Cried out
In the joy and agony
Of her existence.

Beauty and Me

Beauty is me and I am she

I have the leaves from the trees within me;
The flowers of the Earth are within my heart.

I have the sunniest of blue skies within me;
The rainbows after the storm are within my eyes.

I have the stars in the skies within me;
The galaxies of the Universe are within my soul.

I have the melodies of the birds and the beasts within me;
The gentle deer and the wild wolf are within my heart.

The sunsets of the night and the dawns of the morn are within me;
I have beauty within me.

Timeless Beings #2

Time has a beginning
But it never ends
We are the future
That the past now sends

Timeless beings, we stand
At the corner of your eyes
Watch us fall
And watch us rise

We fall and rise
Like the tide
Always beginning
But we never tried

Like the tide,
Did we say?
Not again,
No, not today

Ours is an old story,
You see
We were one
Now we are three

Think now and again
Of the beginning of time
Where dragons roamed
In thoughtless rhyme

We were here
When the Earth began
And yes, I assure you--
We will be here again

Tribute

The doors were open,
But she was afraid

She didn't know
If she wanted to join
the soft parade

"What's a matter man,
Don't you want
the promised land?"

"There's Nothing to fear..."

Yes, of course,
But it's dark in there
And nobody's home
And I so hate to be alone

"Don't you fret
We're right by your side
You won't be alone
When you step inside"

I hope you're right
'cause here I go
If you're wrong
I may never know

(Chanted:)
Join the soft parade
Join the soft parade
Don't be afraid
Join the soft parade

Treatise

Morrison. Music. Poetry. Film.
Reaching into the depths of soul, psyche
Reaching into the depths of experience

Rather make a film than watch it
Rather make music than listen

Trying to understand, everything
Spinning out of Control
Too much drugs
Too much booze
Too much time spent in Contemplation

Modern Era
Technology - computers with software
Music and video Magic
Images on a screen
Transmitted to everyone

Living Legends

Jim Morrison and the Doors he never wanted to be.
Just the Doors.
Yet now, one cannot think about one
without the other.

The others, living, forgotten,
Trying to still be part of the Doors
Trying to live life beyond it all

Amazing how a grave
Can become a legend
That has the power to overshadow
Living legends

Muse

Like liquid metal
His voice rolls over my body
And fills my soul with fire

I was a dry well
Until his words filled me
And gave me a new voice

He is my muse
Giving me a new vision
And new eyes

And my soul like thunder
In the distance
Calls out to him

Fantasy Kisses

Why does Viggo kiss me
So often in my dreams?
Why do my thoughts stray
To him so very often?
I am sick and tired
Of these fictional caresses.
They obviously must pale
In comparison to the real thing.
And they only make me want
What everyone tells me
I cannot have.
So how do I rid myself
Of all vestiges of Viggo?
How do I let him go?
How do I rid myself of
All these fantasy kisses?

Forget you forever

I wish I could forget you forever
I wish I could forget your poems,
Forget your eyes,
Your artwork, your words,
I wish I could forget your charm,
Forget your ways,
Your lips, your dreams,
Forget you forever.

Why

Why do you give me shivers up my spine?
Why do I long for you all of the time?
Why do you never hear my call?
Why do I care for you at all?
Why do you affect me so?
Why do I love you so?
Why do you stare?
Why do I feel?
Why do you?
Why do I?
You do
I do
Too

Feeling Tones

My eyes are closed
My mind quiet
A silent feeling
Of power and strength
Fills my body.

I start to think

Stop! Don't think.

Power and energy
Pour from my body
Into the world.
The feeling is ecstatic,
Magical.

I stop and wonder,
"Is this real?"

Stop! Don't wonder.
Just experience.
Forget yourself
In the experience.

Realization:
I am this being of power and energy.

I open my eyes
The air around my body
Has a heaviness to it.

"What a strange sight."

Yes, agreed.

I take a deep breath.

My body is relaxed,
But also charged.
My mind is clear.
"What do I call this experience?"

Simply, Feeling-Tones

Probable Futures (Of You And I)

Probable futures
Of you and me
We are together
In these futures, I see

Probable paths
We might take
Hand in hand
Of the world, we partake

Parted we are
And apart we have stayed
But in probable futures
Together we've loved and laid

Imagined possibilities
Of you and I
Fill my heart
As I touch the sky

Imagination soars
My soul to yours
As probable futures
Open all the doors

Impass

Impass. High wall.
One cannot climb
This incline.
But one will try.

And in trying
Does one gain
Some glory?
Enough to live on?

But what if one fails,
What if one falls?
What if one walks away?

And is walking away
Independence?
Or weakness?
Or is it...

What all life is.
That is to say
The double-edged sword,
Of life. What then?

And if that wall is climbed,
Will that sword exist
On the other side?

Will one find heaven?
Or does creation
Enjoy irony?

Success has been called
A double-edged sword.
Is one better without it?

Or does the glory
Gained by trying
Ease the pain
Of that sword?

I, Jennie Astartiel Johnson hereby certify that the above poems and songs are my original work and that all rights to these poems are mine. These writings are an honest and true effort of my personal creativity and unique artistic vision, and I publish them on the Internet as such. Enjoy them well but do not publish them without my consent.

Copyright 1990 - 3142, Jennie Astartiel Johnson. All rights reserved.

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