Vital Energy: A Universally Contagious Plague of Poetic Thoughts

By Jeanette Prather

Here is the product of her perceptions on
humanity during the dark and light periods
of human life. We are all united while vast
differences merely exist in our minds.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Xlibris US
• Release date: Jul 9, 2009
• ISBN: 9781462825851

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COPYRIGHT © 2009 BY JEANETTE PRATHER.

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Contents

Eleven Questions

A Figment of You

Castles in the Sky

Two Feet

Adam & Eve

Chasing

Sour Butterflies

Flavor

Raw

Everything Shapes Everything

Emotional Cutter

Midnight Roses

La Mer Bleu

Mouth

Mr.

Bonnie & Clyde

Live Emotions

God is My Banana

Tranquility

My Colorful Knee

Christine Colors

Gravity Murderess

Little Poem

Purgatory

Ma Bouche

Brandon

Dancing

Black Love Nevada

Spiral Down

France

Dimensional Illusion

A Human Letter

The Window

Cameron

Noontime

The Crow

Indian desert

The Tortured Jungle

Fire Angel

Obsession

Dropped Lipstick

Fast Car

November

Claudia’s Heartbreak

Hot Noon Sun

You

The Tunnel

Process*

Crazy Love

Dying Alive

Desert Stars

Intellectual Orgasm

Red Skies

Aerial Spirals*

Cut Me

Revolution

Scott

Sensation (First Slam)

Stardust Dancer

My Little Lump

Dreamer

Park Jordan

Compiled Colors—

A Witch Death

Lost Without Me

Life in Color

Tigress Neon

Every Fiber of Being

West Cliff Nightfall

Bleed Dust

Red Eyes

Tandem Fire in France (Halloween)

Saturated Familiarity

Pumpkins & Leaves

Steel Jaw

Misconception Perception

Poetry Written

by Others

for Me

Beyond All Sight

Colin’s Entry

Erik’s Entry

THIS BOOK IS DEDICATED TO ALL OF THOSE WHO—FOR THE PAST

DECADE—AIDED IN THE TRANSFORMATION OF PURE EMOTION

INTO ART. BE IT FROM NEGATIVE OR POSITIVE IMPACT, THIS BOOK

IS A DIRECT RESULT OF THE RAW INSPIRATION I’VE DERIVED FROM

HUMANITY AND LIFE.

IF IT WEREN’T FOR YOUR INFLUENCES ON ME, THERE WOULD BE NO

VITAL ENERGY.

SPECIFIC ‘THANK YOUS’ TO MY MOTHER, MARK,

DAD, SANDY, GRANDMA NANCY, PAPA, GRANDMA LOIS & GRANDPA DEAN.

THANK YOU FOR MY INDIGENOUS AND INHERITED GENES.

Eleven Questions

WHAT HAPPENS WHEN YOU AWAKE IN THE MORNING AND YOUR LIGHT HAS BEEN TURNED OFF?

WHAT HAPPENS WHEN THE RAIN GETS INTO YOUR WINDOW?

WHAT GOES THROUGH YOUR MIND WHEN YOU ARE LEFT TO YOUR OWN DEVICES?

DO YOU LONG TO BE SOMETHING BETTER, SOMETHING YOU KNOW YOU WILL NEVER BE?

DO YOU WISH FOR A MORE FULFILLING SELF?

WHAT HAPPENS WHEN ALL AMBIENT NOISE STOPS, WHEN ALL IS STILL AND MOTION IS WEIGHTLESS?

WHAT PLAGUES THE VERY NOTION OF YOUR BEING BEFORE YOU WAKE?

WHAT FESTERS IN THE DEEP DARK CORNERS OF YOUR MIND’S EYE?

DO YOU HATE THE MIRROR, OR THE REFLECTION?

WHY DO YOU TORTURE YOUR SOUL ON ENDLESS ACCOUNTS WITH VISIONS OF WHAT IT WILL NEVER SEE/BE/ACHIEVE?

DO YOU FEEL GUILTY WHEN YOU SIN?

A Figment of You

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YOU ARE A FIGMENT OF MY IMAGINATION, DAMP GRASS IN COOL SHADE UNDER THE BRIGHT NOONTIME SUN.

A TRANSIENT REFLECTION IS ALL THAT I CAN CAPTURE OF YOU UNTIL THAT MINUSCULE SHRED OF TIME SHATTERS INTO A BILLION BROKEN PIECES.

IT FALLS TO THE FLOOR AND IN AN INSTANT YOU ARE GONE, FORGOTTEN.

THE SWEET SMELL OF FREEDOM WAFTS INTO THE OPEN WINDOW WITH GREEN SHUTTERS.

A GHOST OF YOU HAUNTS ME AS WE ARE SURROUNDED BY ORANGE LIGHT WADING THROUGH SLOW MOTION.

OPEN WINDOWS AND COMFORT MIXED WITH MOMENTARY EXHILARATION FLOAT FREELY PAST US WHILE GALLANT BURSTS OF LAUGHTER FILL OUR SPACE.

I PICK UP ONE OF THE PIECES FROM THE FLOOR AND VISIONS OF LUSH GREEN FOLIAGE ENGULFING A CELLAR PRISON MIRROR ME FROM WHERE WE STAND—THE SHRED OF YOU AND ME.

NO SUN, JUST SHADE AND A MUSTY DUST WHIRLWIND BENEATH OUR FEET.

YOU HAVE ME AND I HAVE YOU; FORESTRY AND FOREVER DOOMED LOVE SURROUND US BOTH. IT’S NOT AS SIMPLE AS, I MISS YOU.

YOU WERE MY LIFE, ALL THAT I HAD. YOU SHARED A BRAIN WITH ME, A HEART WITH MY HEART. YOUR SOUL BECAME ENTWINED WITH MY SOUL, ROUTED WITHIN MY BODY, AND I TREATED IT AS IF IT WERE MY OWN.

ANOTHER SHRED OF MEMORY DISPLAYS ILLUMINATIONS FROM THE PAST—A CAREFREE, HAPPY TIME. I DROP IT AND IT SHATTERS ON THE FLOOR IN A MILLION MORE PIECES BEFORE MY ETERNAL EXHALE LEAVES ME BREATHLESS AS I FALL TO MY KNEES—I FALL TO THE FLOOR.

Castles in the Sky

WE’LL DANCE TO AN ORCHESTRA IN MULAN[1] WHILE A FLOCK OF DOVES ARISES FROM THE SAND AND TRANSFORMS INTO MISTY ROSES AGAINST THE PAINTED SUNSET.

ANGELS APPEAR TO