Fury Storm
By Jen Selinsky
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"Fury Storm" was written during a dark time in Jen's life, when her mind was dwelling on troubling and morbid thoughts. Some parts of the the book, however, also contain works of lighter themes.
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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Fury Storm - Jen Selinsky
Fury Storm
Jen Selinsky
Copyright © 2007 by Jen Selinsky
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Cover Art Copyright © 2011 by Travis Potts
ISBN: 9781370637003
*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
Catch a roof full of dreams!
2001
Welcome, friend, come share with us
Your tales.
Take off your coat and warm your feet
By the fire.
There’s some food on the table
If you’re hungry…
…Now let us hear of your travels
Over some glasses of wine.
And don’t forget to include every detail—
All the hills you climbed and all the
Streams you’ve crossed.
Now I know you’ve been wounded
And mocked by the evil crowds.
People forced their labors upon you
And spat right in your eye.
You’ve been ridiculed enough to
Make the strongest man break
(Down and cry).
But I am here for you,
Brother, and I will
Gladly take you in.
Be it shelter, or warmth, or comfort,
Anything that you request you shall
Have on my behalf.
And do not worry about how to
Pay me back, for having a companion
Like yourself is reward enough for me.
11/14/00
The strongest of all nights,
Coming to me in crimson and flame,
Burning with desire to end it all.
Part of the galaxy I shall become
No bodily movements,
Just a little, white speck
In the blanket of the sky
It holds me.
But I want to fall to the earth
And be away from the others.
Oh! I can’t take it anymore!!
Why can’t I be left alone
At the bottom of some pond,
Where the fish
Can swim all over me
And they are my only friends?
Some night, it shall come to me.
The destination for
Which I am created
Is going to knock on my door.
Just one small moment of insanity
Can deliver me
From the eye of the truth
Out of the celestial sphere I am
Going to fall!
The water feels so cool already;
I can taste it in my lungs!
2/7/01
Lament Over the Loss of Myself
Oh, just kill me!
Get the process over with quickly
Jam a pen into my throat,
Or a knife into my heart,
And let the blood spill out of my body
To corrupt the soil on the ground,
Where no man shall ever walk again—
Infection of a clean soul.
Alas! I have lost myself
(Or, perhaps, I’ve never had it before.)
Everything good I thought that I would be—
The idea has been knocked out of my mind,
Fallen to the ground
All because of the raging bull; it has headbutt me
In the stomach.
Down onto the earth screaming and crying
Pathetic demon that I am—
The largest waste of human flesh.
Can no part of me be useful?
Rage, envy, sadness, and fear
All built up inside my thick head.
Hit me again so that everything
Can be released.
Cruel solstice has come and gone.
Mix the red in with the white—
The greatest elements of despair.
Pink is the product of them both,
The illegitimate child of the worst
Two things combined.
Be sure to stay far, far away
From this menace—this product
Of despair.
Lament over the life that was given
Thus I bite off my skin and toss
The entrails away.
Evil may have a feast on them,
Until his stomach is full with my insides.
Could no one hear my cries in the forest,
Or did the sounds come much too late?
Muted and struggled with me wincing,
Bound up by branches of trees.
They hang up the coat of my body,
External organ blowing in the wind.
The crow has my eyeball in its beak.
Iris blue has turned my iris black.
All the other animals seem to be laughing
At me, but who could blame them
For their truest observation?
Who could blame them for the
Creation of such a mess?
The most pathetic beings
Ridiculed because she is not truly alive,
Just the most useless of them all.
Am I the only one still weeping over the
Loss of something (that was) never there?
Thus, I lie broken; nothing matters anymore.
2/7/01
It’s not a pretty picture,
What you are about to see,
Supporting death and the things
That go all around.
You have the responsibility to
Carry on the tradition;
I have the responsibility to
Leave as quietly as I can.
No more shattered sounds and
No more broken lies.
Get me out of the picture so smoothly.
Rapid movements in the other direction,
But no footsteps are following.
Part of me wishes that this was
Never true; the other part says
To move on.
I don’t know what advice I should take
Because my mind is dripping down
From the ceiling.
No, it’s not really a pretty picture here,
So I suggest you go away…
2/21/01
Now that I’ve hit my nadir,
There’s no telling what I’ll do.
What craziness will enter my mind
When I turn my head and stop looking?
To life and all of its cruelties,
Who’ve got me to such a low point
I can’t even cry without watering the
Surrounding fields.
My sighs are heard all around the world
Sailing on a lake of guilt and misery,
Don’t know when I’ll have time to break.
Maybe I’ll just drown in my own sorrow
Before the world has time to consume me whole.
2/21/01
I don’t care what kind of sticks
You can fling at me?
What I need is a vacation from
The likes of your lecherous type of lying
Who needs you anyway?
Friends like yourself only need
To make me some enemies.
As far as I’m concerned, all of you
Can take a flying leap off a cliff!
Any option would please me now.
Get me out of this self-induced hell,
Before my head explodes with hatred
And confusion.
Life was never meant to be an
Oblivious pit; I don’t know what happened
I cannot see ahead.
But, thank God for Adam, who seemed
To be his finest creation.
Eve was no less superior, but her
Curious ways made this woman
Turn against her own kind.
Adam never got upset over such
Petty issues, and that is why I am glad
That God is a He.
Why can’t all