Of A Vibe

What the world can't see, on the other side, underneath

of the people that it passes, inside their frames of plastic,

is the soul of the knower who knows.

That at a glance, in any stance, is a thought ready to chance

the many phases of a thinker who knows today to sow

an idea here, a word or two there, pen it, type it, go on dare,

to spin your pen in the words that you never share.

For what it's worth, a time on earth, where for a second word to birth

into a sentence, without repentance or compare,

to another writer, reader, without the need of a repeater

just to live within a moment as a worded, written sojourn.

As you receive it to transcribe with innuendos of a vibe

and words are laid upon the page from a sage, with love from Jade.

Jade Jaspers Journal