About Me

I like to write poetry, and songs, and I am intrigued with photo and would like to take classes in it.

Jourdyne Mason

Fruitvale

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  • My Bedroom Window - by Jourdyne Mason

    My bedroom window is a portal to the outside world, What goes on out there , never comes inside The howls of coyotes fill my room But never would they dare to enter My bedroom window is a portal to the outside world, The exterior is very different from what is within The rain slashes against my window, thunder trying to break in But my window keeps the worlds apart My bedroom window is a portal to the outside world, it keeps me safe, it's where I come to hide.  Read Full Story »

  • Imagination - by Jourdyne Mason

    Your cold icy hands wrap around my arms I reach to remove the heavy grip but nothing seems to be there In a moments time all seems like nothing but a dream I wipe the tear that silently slices open reality You're gone, you're never coming back and you didn't love me Nothing was ever there Only my imagination  Read Full Story »

  • Ignored - by Jourdyne Mason

    "Hush" said the Father "Hush" said the Mother "Hush" said the Brother To the little girl "Hush" said the Teacher "Hush" said the dreamer "Hush" said the doctor So no one could tell "Hush" said the Farmer "Hush" said the Worker "Hush" said the Trucker So no one knew "Hush" said the Gardner "Hush" said the Runner "Hush" said the Banker What she needed to say.  Read Full Story »

  • Meet My Friend Crystal - by Jourdyne Mason

    I hated myself. Because of where society placed me, the way they talked about me; a loser, ugly, waste of space. And I despised myself for it! I couldn't change me or the way they thought of me. I could try all I wanted, mold myself into the barbie drone, but I would know. In the back of my head I would hear the truth that no one else could. I would still be the loser. Because I couldn't become someone better I would become of what they thought of me, a no one. I would sink into the nothingness,…  Read Full Story »

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