In my trenches–
this haunted house
eats me whole.
Ghosts of memory
wander.
Whispers in the walls.
My mind—
a forbidden dungeon
no one enters.
Something inside
won’t stay still.
Dead eyes.
On the floor again.
In my trenches–
this haunted house
eats me whole.
Ghosts of memory
wander.
Whispers in the walls.
My mind—
a forbidden dungeon
no one enters.
Something inside
won’t stay still.
Dead eyes.
On the floor again.

Affogato afternoons, where the day softens and the heart sharpens.
I sip the sweetness melting into the bitter, hoping it teaches me something honest.
I remember I’m allowed to slow down.
Some afternoons are a truce.
Others are a battlefield,
Where I sit across from myself, letting the espresso burn through the fog I thought I was done fighting.
But here – in this melting moment – I let it all blur.
The past I’m trying to outgrow, the future I’m not ready for, the voices that rise like steam and disappear just as fast.
Because in affogato afternoons, I learn the same truth over and over:
Even the bitter can soften. Even the frozen can give. And sometimes, the only way forward is to let yourself melt just enough to begin again.

I thought it would destroy me but I harvested from the loss.
Release, under a crimson red sky.
I craved crisp air for my lungs. I willed my cold dead heart back to life.
Not determined to live under the damage done, determined to rise up from it and rebuild again.
JACQUELINE LENTE POETRY

Find reasons to stay and stay relentless.
Rest is still progress and rebirth is a journey.
You will find your way.
JACQUELINE LENTE POETRY

There will always be stormy seas, ups and downs.
There will always be darkness within the light, forever intertwined.
Just as a thunderstorm commands power but brings beauty, clarity and calm before and after; we humans experience the same in our emotional, mental and physical self.
The storm and the struggle may be rough, but it carries us through the lessons we must learn.
And the light is always there to guide us and show us beauty and wisdom in everything we do.
– “Stormy Seas”
– Jacqueline Ann Lente
Feature Image taken by Jacqueline Ann Lente

Our journey awaits over the horizon and into the sunset.
Through the waves and the storms we must face.
During the battles and the darkness, we can find peace in the hidden rays of the light of the sun shining over, watching over us.
Guiding us to freedom and love.
The journey of adventure and experience, growth and wisdom; the journey of our divine soul awaits over the horizon and into the sunset.
– “Over The Horizon, Into The Sunset”
– Jacqueline Ann Lente
– Feature Image taken by Jacqueline Ann Lente

Weary
Hazy
Conflicted.
Damaged like a broken piece of china.
A beautiful mistake.
The aftermath of a cruel heartbreak.
Sorrow
Pain
Chaos
Always feeling lost and out of place.
– “Broken Chaos” – Jacqueline Ann Lente

Break Free.
Break Form.
Do not conform,
To the unstable society,
Full of lies and fake belief.
Do not become a robot,
A part of the 21st century working machine.
– “Break Free, Break Form” – Jacqueline Ann Lente