The Blue Rose

By Jen Selinsky

"The Blue Rose" is a collection of works which were written mostly in 1999, when Jen started to expand on her poetry volumes. The book is dedicated to James Douglas Morrison.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Jen Selinsky
• Release date: Mar 25, 2017
• ISBN: 9781370023516

Jen Selinsky

Jen Selinsky was born in Pittsburgh, PA. In 2003, she earned her bachelor's degree in English from Clarion University of Pennsylvania. In 2004, she earned her master's degree in library science from the same school. Jen has worked as a professional librarian for over twelve years. She has published more than 170 books, most of which contain poetry. Her work can be found on the following sites: Lulu, Amazon, iTunes, Kobo, Barnes & Noble/Nook, Smashwords, and Pen It! Publications. She has also been featured in publications such as: The Courier Journal, Explorer Magazine, Liphar Magazine, and Indiana Libraries. Jen lives in Sellersburg, IN with her husband.

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The Blue Rose

Jen Selinsky

Copyright © 2006 by Jen Selinsky

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ISBN: 9781370023516

*This book is dedicated to James Douglas Morrison, who played the part of the muse in my writings.

1999

*Not every poem included in this book is dated in chronological order. This is not an oversight on my part. Rather, I have made changes and substitutions over the years.

-J.L.S.

I see you in a silhouette below,

And I wonder how you came to the earth.

A stranger always said that you would

Brighten up my day, and a stranger

Always said that I can see my past.

Time is irrelevant in a manner of thinking.

I know my day must be coming up soon.

All I ask for is the wonder of a little

Sanctuary; all I ask for is a place

Of which to call my own.

In this silly world; I will roam to see you

Standing underneath my feet.

9/5/99

Before you slip into the other world,

I have a few things that I’d like to say.

Is it the right time of day?

Just to let you know I have no time to breathe—

Bereave for the deceased.

I long to know how you feel, and I long

To search for the truth.

Who is it that has done all these bad deeds

To me; whom should I expel from my existence?

I know you’re there, so come out and fight!

Don’t try to hide all your lies from me!

I can see right through to the other side of

Your mind, and I’ve left you far behind.

I’ve done a little traveling in my time,

For I’m more cultured than the average person

May think.

Why even bother with my precious time?

You know how people like you make me feel.

9/5/99

Blue is the name that I call the sacred rose—

The rose which blooms inside my garden.

I shall build a shrine and call it by its name,

For it would be just the same.

Oh, how I love you, my beautiful, sacred rose.

Let me take you, in my mind, to a land very

Far away.

Do not have fear because I’ll hold you so dear,

And the insects won’t even come near!

My rose, my love, would not smell as sweet

If it was true, one day, that you admitted defeat.

9/5/99

No more time for fun and games;

You have me in a rage.

No more time for you because I’m

About to blow off your head; as if you

Ever listened to a word I said!

You say it’s wise if I try to compromise,

But you’re not willing to put up your

End of the deal, and I’m not about to be healed.

Disrespect is the only thing you’ve ever

Given me!

Why should I have to listen to the likes

Of you when all I’m going to receive

Is another reason for why I shouldn’t leave?

I’m really getting irate, so you’d best take

Leave of me!

Even though I seemed to have cooled

Down a little, my mind is still very disturbed.

I hope, one day, when I leave this place that

You will get what you deserve!

9/5/99

All I ever see around here are the

Same old subjects and the same old fools.

I’m tired of these dirty fiends trying to decide

For me what I’ll be doing in my leisure time.

Come with me to a land where such a race

Does not exist;

Come with me into the night so that we can

Escape the madness.

I simply hate it when people don’t respect my wishes,

And I don’t know how I can find it in my mind

To forget.