The free we’re born to be……

She was born to fly,
but her bright wings got snatched,
used to patch broken things.
So she crumples up small,
sliding down under the coming up short,
pushed like putty into despairing places
so the holes in their souls don’t show.

But even though it may stop the squeak and shudder when she flattens out low,
her life was never meant to be a wedge beneath shaky table legs.

So she drops down deep to the song beyond their reach
and lets it sing her brave heart free,
to find a truer way and never spend another day
feeling homesick for the me she’s born to be.


“We just get the one life,  you know.  Just one.
You can’t live someone else’s or think it’s more important just because it’s more dramatic.
What happens matters.”
-from Ghost Town

This is a snippet from my August zine,  Ripplesongs.
It’s a re-write I cobbled together for us all,
but most especially for the hidden ones who’ve been stolen away,
I’ll be drawing a name from the comments this week and sending out a copy to you
and a bundle,  in your honor,  to the brave girls recovering in safe places in my city.
A howl,  a prayer,
in defiance of despair.



  1. Elephant's Child on August 6, 2015 at 4:22 pm

    How I love the flights your poetic soul takes. So very much.
    Thank you.

    • jennifer on August 12, 2015 at 8:42 pm

      Thanks for that, friend. Flights:) I like that.

  2. Barbara on August 6, 2015 at 10:49 pm

    Your words and images are so uplifting, empowering, and motivating. Thank you, sweet, Jennifer!

    • jennifer on August 12, 2015 at 8:44 pm

      Thanks, Barbara. Those are encouraging words and I appreciate!
      Big hug,

  3. Kimber Britner on August 7, 2015 at 8:06 am

    You are just a beautiful soul lighting up the place! It’s so glad fun to see you spark lighting other’ lamps, too. xoxoxo

    • jennifer on August 12, 2015 at 8:45 pm

      Thanks Kimber…..I appreciate the way you do:)
      Thanks for cheering so bright!

  4. Lisa Sniadecki on August 7, 2015 at 8:30 am

    Seeing you soar and taking others higher.
    Your gifts are beautiful and life giving my friend.

    • jennifer on August 12, 2015 at 8:45 pm

      THANK you, Lisa….so much thanks for the friend that you are to me:)
      I appreciate you to the moon and beyond.

  5. Kathryn on August 7, 2015 at 8:31 am

    Wow, Jennifer. I feel like even I could fly now! Your spirit is contagious, thank goodness! Love to you, my sweet friend.

    • jennifer on August 12, 2015 at 8:47 pm

      Thanks Kathy. Fly, girl, fly:)
      Love and lift to you,

  6. Anne Camblin on August 7, 2015 at 8:52 am

    Such a beautiful true writing—and those butterfly pictures!! Just wow. I am sending this on to a friend for whom this was specifically written; thank you.

    • jennifer on August 12, 2015 at 8:48 pm

      So glad to know you’re sending it out, Anne.
      Toasts my heart, it does:)
      Big hugs,

  7. Susan Troccolo on August 7, 2015 at 2:48 pm

    Tell me the truth now Jennifer, were you dancing alongside that flutterby? -:)-:)

    • jennifer on August 12, 2015 at 8:49 pm

      I was totally dancing, and dangling, and darting, and dodging, and doing ninja-like
      maneuvers in order to not trample the rest of the flowers:) It’s a thing:)
      Thanks for coming along….big hugs,

  8. Susan on August 7, 2015 at 10:52 pm

    I love your bright, shining soul and sweet, caring heart.

    • jennifer on August 12, 2015 at 8:50 pm

      Thanks so much, Susan…..I love yours, friend.
      Great we get to travel along together:)

  9. jeanie on August 8, 2015 at 8:58 am

    I do believe that you are not only a poet but perhaps the strongest, most resilient and gloriously determined woman I “know,” determined to fly, to discover the good. How I love that and how it inspires me!

    • jennifer on August 12, 2015 at 8:50 pm

      Thanks, Jeanie….those strong words are a stronger shot of B-12 to my soul.
      Much thanks and a big hug,

  10. Julia on August 9, 2015 at 7:25 pm

    Dear Jennifer, I can’t believe my comment didn’t reached you. I’m not sure what happened. Interruptions of just a mistake on my part. I remember typing a comment but it didn’t show up on your blog… So sorry about that.

    You always send my spirit soaring with your contagious positive attitude of hope and joy in difficult moments. I’ve been so busy that today I had to sleep till almost noon after my morning chores. It was such a peaceful day. It really reminded me of your Zine on top of my roll top desk.

    Peace to you my friend.

    • jennifer on August 12, 2015 at 8:51 pm

      No worries. Whatsoever:)
      Hope the farm is soaked in grace,
      as are the farmers:)
      Big hug,

  11. gotham girl on August 9, 2015 at 8:49 pm

    you are amazing…love this. That first photo so reflects your words…just beautiful.

    • jennifer on August 12, 2015 at 8:52 pm

      Thanks, friend. So much thanks:)

  12. Wanda on August 10, 2015 at 8:10 am

    May we each have the courage to soar freely to the song that plays deep within us. Always love you beautiful words Jennifer.

    • jennifer on August 12, 2015 at 8:52 pm

      I love that blessing, Wanda….yes! My heart is clapping yes:)
      Big hugs,

  13. Kathryn on August 11, 2015 at 4:52 pm

    Your words and photographs are amazing…that butterfly…wow, so beautiful! As I was reading your words over a few times, I thought these would make fantastic lyrics to a song!!!

    • jennifer on August 12, 2015 at 8:53 pm

      Thanks, Kathryn,
      Lyrics to a song…..yeah, my heart kinda sees in song, I think.
      I used to write and play and sing them all the time.
      They seem to find their way into everything these days…most especially
      my gardens:)
      Big hugs and thanks for noticing,

  14. Donna on August 15, 2015 at 9:40 am

    What an incredible message my friend and such soul lifting images of this hope in the butterflies!

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