The Unsigned Writer

Eccentric Forest

Have you ever looked closely at an eccentric forest? Look closer and you will see flower petals that are void of words. A whole aura of mysteries that wrap around uncontrollably. A show of stranger features undiscovered in a realm. Like a carousel in a carnival of makeshift fantasy. Insight spinning on hope for someone…

A Hundred Times

Once the sun has risen a hundred times. I start to wander this melody made in clouds. Down far from wandering, and thoughtfully above all else. Once the moon has risen a hundred times. I go to places I have never seen before. Made in the constellations of rising dreams. Once the stars have risen…

Once Upon A Time

It may be complicated in a sense of words. Vintage from a lifetime in vocabulary growth. Yet, I assure you, that those words mean more than a soul. That writer found a purpose as each day left a layer. Thin like needles forming sketches over his skin. He is old and frail, but his words…

Messy Souls

An ocean of thoughts far above our heads. Lazy tufts of cotton forming fiery, cozy, clouds. Spreading out like a hazy garden in the sky. Purple pink wildflowers in a strewn, murmured mess. Clumsy and obese as they stumble all about. Yet, what is it about them that pull my gaze from the ground? For…

Intimidating Outcast

It started with an abyss of pride torn down until he felt nothing. Diving forth with the humiliation of being an outcast. Dark eyes to go with dark clothes. It comes down to the right of freedom in a soul. His gaze is sparking with the pain of past tense. Will you hear his words…

Who Am I?

The truth is that I have no idea what it is I am thinking about. With too many thoughts and too many minds alike. Only my conscience does not feel like the others. For I am split between a million personalities and a million ideas. I want to be the girl on the board moving…

A Memory, A Dream, And A Poem

When he walked by, I met his gaze. Books were surrounding us, and I could feel a million places calling. Yet, as I met his eyes, I saw somewhere I had never gone before. Eyes like lively gems lost beneath the waves of an ocean. Poems tugging at my mind as I wondered what his…

Here Comes The Rain

Here comes the rain. The lost compass holds the disoriented picture to dissolve. While the tumbling droplets will descend and wash away thoughts. Here comes the rain. Shades of cloudy memory like colored pencils. Leaving behind a river of impressions in a hopeful after tone. Here comes the rain. I hope it comes…

Silent Spin

She grew some wings and flew away. He grew a tree and earned a friend. The apple fell to find the one and only. The vine reaches far and wide for the light. You will find that the world might spin; Just a little hastier if you give it a purpose. To show you the…

Petals Like Gems

Listen to the storm that has come through weather. It has given us a circlet better than cloudy creations. For resting on the riverbed is a mystifying puzzle piece. Wrings of untamed vine to create a perfect picture. Petals like gems implanted on top a gleaming majesty. Greenery to replace the gold that holds us…

Craving Seasons Of Life

Where does it all come from? When I lay down in the late hours and decide to wake back up. Where does it all come from? This is the hardest poem to write of all. For there is too much out there that is rough as broken shards of glass. Yet, I know that there…

Abyss Of Creation

Darkness is the first vision of what is to come. Seeping out and about, like broken electricity in the sky. Harsh marks of powerful forces that could take different oceans in hand. Tides that rise and take dreams back into the falling laps. For it has foreseen a vision to come that will strike the…

Falling Star

His mind was fragile yet as beautiful as a world. The stars and moon may have been bright, but his eyes were like gems. She would tell her secrets to the stars and when he smiled with his nebula eyes; It was as if he knew every spoken word that had ever left her lips….

Six Feet Apart

Stay six feet apart is what they say. Yet, when I look up, I still feel your gaze touch mine. When I sing to the sky, the rain will caress me. In daydreams, clouds are my own to hold. When I look up, the thought in your mind wraps around mine. I try to stay…

Pondering Keys

Silent dusk would be done if it were not for the melody. The song from the keys pressing down with each note. Notes from inspiration that motivated new worlds. Character that form with each click. Pounding down on the keys to sing you this poem. Hello, dear writer, and tell me what is your name? …

Cultivate Creativity

Authentic and real. The reader will crave something that is not direct but poetic. Written in sentences that reflect different perspectives. A mad world and a mad mind. We want something that can describe the notes of a piano above our heads in the sunlight. Although, possibly not sunlight, we want to decide whether it…

Melody Of Creation

Do you hear the melody of creation? The sound that comes from those singing to the sky? I hear a star, not falling, but rising to the sky; Becoming a once upon a time; something more than a wish. Do you hear the melody of creation? The sound the flowers create, as they dance…

Obscured

Different sides attack me. Starting from the top. The voices leave a trace. A linger of pain that spreads. I am angry and defensive. Being a creator left behind. Fighting my own inner war. A chess game inside my head. Feeling sick with every thought. Cannot move despite the flinch of darkness. Obscured inside a…

Raw And Unspoken

Take this sheet, take this screen. Whether it be song or word. Do not judge me for it. Just take the time to understand it. That beaten character holds my hurt. That silent character knows my mind. The hopeless character is my romantic. I am giving myself to you in this dialogue. Although it may…

Double Sided

I am two. Not bipolar. Just more than one. Not a single. Not a couple. I am simply two. More than one. Always in thought; Yet, still listening. Halfway asleep. Multiplied and divided. My personalities are endless. Quite double sided. I am a bit more than just one. COPYRIGHT © 2020 Jade M. Liljenquist (Unauthorized…

Levitation

I am levitation. I do not need your wings. I do not need the loose ends of the feather. I do not need their false hope. No staircase can step up as I could. No aircraft will rise like I can. I am levitation. I have a mind with a mansion inside. A room for…

Nominated Liebster Award #2

Rules: 1. Thank the person who nominated you and provide a link back to their blog so others can find them.2. Answer the questions asked by the blogger who nominated you.3. Nominate other bloggers and ask them 11 new questions.4. Notify the nominees about it by commenting on one of their blog posts.5. List the…

Nominated Blogger Recognition Award

The Rules: 1. Thank the blogger that nominated you and give a link to their site2. Do a post to show your award3. Give a summary of how your blog started4. Give two pieces of advice for any new bloggers5. Select at least 15 other bloggers for this award6. Let each nominee know you’ve nominated…

Sing With You

Every day is the same. Until I hear your voice. Ukulele strings strumming. The melody of a poetic mind. The melody of a broken soul. I feel the words that erupt from your lips. I understand the idea that drives your purpose. A trampoline on stage and you are above us all. Singing to the…

The Universe

I do not want to hold still on a spinning sphere. I shall spin with it. If you attempt to hold me back; You will only see the wonder. The wonder of dancing in the midst of freedom. Imagining for only even a moment. To hold the stars in your palm. To listen to the…

Be Okay

Desire is a part of being human. Just as a flower must blossom. Yet, I have only one wish for the genie. More than anything; I just want to be okay. To wake up in the mornings; Allow life to fill my chest with a smile. To always be gullible for a summer daydream. That…

Rare Beauty

This world. Split between something icy and scorching. Harsh, yet with so many prepossessing elements. A miscellaneous combination to create a canvas. A canvas enveloped in vines that eventually reveal; Reveal blossoms of a rare, patient beauty. Eyes beneath lashes that hold a color. An ocean full of creatures, free to adventure. Elevations to…

Unraveling

Time is unraveling. Connecting to an unknown force. A force that is exciting more so. Similar to how humans wish to be in the stars. Only this human is in another world. This human is unraveling like time itself. This human is almost no longer a human. He is more like a song of painted…

Jar Of Stars

He was dark, like a fire of shadows. Such closed in words that held such a snowstorm. So many weather conditions and so many oceans. Eyes like a sky without stars. He was the one not meant to win. He was no hero. He was meant to be alone for the rest of his life….

Soul Mate

I am here waiting for my soul mate. Posters put up in my dreams for the fairy tale characters. I even told the stars all about, so when they align; They might bring you to my land. Searching for that certain someone, only one, meant just for me. A bipolar spirit that has both freedom…

Stars Like A Dandelion

A mansion of radiance lit through windows of a galaxy. Spreading out farther than a canyon of constellations. Gleaming similar to orbs of vivid nebula eyes. Astronomy of blossoming personalities. Marvelous and splendid in the night as we rest. A blanket of protection to ward off the darkness. Wake up! Go out into the night!…

Symphony Of Words

The melody of instruments and voices. It calms me more than any art in the world. Sound over silence to keep my world spinning. Inspired into becoming creative. Into writing my own words, only silent instead of a song. Wishing I could meet the Creator of this world. For when I enter the woods, I…

Seafoam And Sirens

Canvas of an unrecognized willow trunk. Droplets of rain given up on by the sky canopy. Colored veins of a painting never finished. A story blotted out with desolated ink. Projects buried and unremembered upon. Crafts beneath the shelfs down each isle. A yard full of pieces and parts, torn and engraved. Each part described…

Friend Or Foe

Peace and joy can be stunning in a heavenly way. Poems about true love and a happily ever after. How I enjoy those wonderful endings. In this world of human and art. I do not want to only see something filled with smiles. Humans have an attic in their mind. A web with droplets of…

I Am Smiling

I am smiling and I am trying. I am smiling and I am crying. I am smiling and I am dying. Why is everything blurry? When I lay down for the night. Put away my masks and see myself for once. I see a leash built by the ones I love. How much longer am…

Rabbit Hole

Stay away from the edge they tell her. Stay away from the woods they tell her. Why should she listen? Curiosity can kill the cat, but it can also change the world. Forever wonder the impossible or make it possible? She gives in to entering the woods and jumping off the edge. Where ink has…

October Path

Can you not imagine how wonderful it must be to be Autumn? To own that name and be the wonderful season that spreads the land. Spring has an organized fresh start. While summer may bring the sun and tiny white daisies. Winter brings ice and stiffness, but autumn has a certain different taste. Oh,…

Neverland

Oh, Peter Pan, I need a friend. I am lonely down in this unusual land. Come down here yourself or let my dreams transcend. Oh, Peter Pan, bring me a different life. Too many crowds with a million words in between. Saying them every place but never knowing what they mean. I want to…

Nominated Ideal Inspirational Blogger Award #3

The Award Rules: • Thank the person who have nominated you and provide a link back to his/her blog. • Answer their questions. • Nominate up to 9 other bloggers and ask them 5 new questions. • Notify the nominees through their blog by visiting and commenting on their blog. • List the rules and…

Nominated Liebster Award

Sandman

I like to imagine when we rest, our thoughts take a chance at flight. Over navy blue oceans and pumpkin patches of old and sunken dreams. The world can finally become something more than black and white. When the sun goes to be replaced and the moon becomes our light beams. I like to imagine…

Singing A Lullaby

He has been making his way across a tightrope of doubt. Wishing for the knowledge of who he was born to be. Lonely as if all those meant for him were lost in a drought. He became less hopeful with each passing friendship search in the city. Books of fairy tales giving him false dreams….

Solid At Last

Do you know that each person has more than one ghost? A ghost for each day, a ghost for each month, and a ghost for each year. Places that you have seen and people you have met, hours you will remember most. They fade from your mind while an orb separates from your soul and…

City Of Constellations

There below the ledge is a constellation. Spreading out like splintered pieces of electricity in the atmosphere. Except down below her feet, like a stream of flashing fireflies. Never reflecting over what might have survived inside the canyon, she steps closer. She has run out of her soul’s ink and has no more to…

Mystery Blogger Award

Rules: Dear Readers, I want to give my thanks to Nancy Nelson for nominating me with this award. Haven’t received one of these yet so I am excited to share! Nancy has a wonderful blog with a mix of inspiring work and creative writing. I encourage you to visit if you aren’t already following her….