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JON HILLENBRAND
JON HILLENBRAND

A GALLERY OF THOUGHTS AND IMAGES

Category: Poetry

Poetry

Crystallized Porcelain

Jon Hillenbrand, January 27, 2019January 27, 2019

Crystallized porcelain alights on the window of the poet, waiting for him to notice. He watches as the sun melts her just enough to fall away and glide on the wind like a smoke. She turns, rises and falls like a bedroom breath, glittering through his life, a chaos of…

Poetry

The Ballerina in the Lantern

Jon Hillenbrand, April 27, 2018April 27, 2018

Clad in delicate peach and orange, she begins her dance with a curved bow to a curious audience.

Poetry

Windowed Night

Jon Hillenbrand, October 26, 2016

Falling rain Lighting up By passing cars And flashy bars Like lightning bugs In mason jars As far’s the eye can see The sea makes a plea To be the sky To fly But heavy water falls In walls Like posters stuck to China’s walls The distant land As complex…

Poetry

Legacy of a Species

Jon Hillenbrand, February 7, 2016

Not all knowledge is possessed from birth. Experience, standing on the shoulders of others… That’s where the magic happens. As a species… We owe each other the lives we have lived. Because in those moments… There lies the insight… That will help us… Defeat the robots… When they rise up…

Poetry

The princess and her hair

Jon Hillenbrand, September 26, 2015December 28, 2015

The wind at the fair
Blew through my long hair
The men they did stare
At me

Poetry

Heavenly Peace

Jon Hillenbrand, December 18, 2013March 30, 2016

Heavenly Peace is the phrase of the day And all nations seek this in their special way. Some barter, some threaten, some wait for a sign… That all will be good, promised by the Divine. Some answer the calls of our leaders’ desires To rise up and kill as soldiers…

Poetry

First thing

Jon Hillenbrand, June 3, 2013March 30, 2016

When I enter the restaurant, the lights dim slightly and a spot light shines on me as diners clink to an unplanned halt mid-sentence…

Poetry

Irrational Fear of Thunder

Jon Hillenbrand, May 28, 2013September 7, 2015

Tie a ribbon on the things that you want,
pink or red and it doesn’t matter
for the poem of life will continue with or without you.

Poetry

Snow on Black Tar

Jon Hillenbrand, January 24, 2013March 30, 2016

In the desert, the sand on top of the sand is almost like a talcum powder…

Poetry

Tree Haiku

Jon Hillenbrand, July 19, 2012September 7, 2015

Invisible wind Solid trunk standing upright Bending green fingers Twisting mixing air Sheets pull, push, carry promise Tree slows bringing calm Branches reaching out River of light flows past clouds Leaves drink in the sun

Poetry

Girl from the pond – a short story

Jon Hillenbrand, July 11, 2012December 30, 2015

There I stood looking upon the pond. And before me arose a mist from the shimmering surface like gold leaf on an Egyptian statue. Across the mist there arose a gentle bird whose wings spread across the water and sent ripples across the pond. The fish rose up to meet…

Poetry

Smear

Jon Hillenbrand, July 1, 2012December 30, 2015

I wouldn’t change a thing about you. It would change the skipping of the record and labotomize us both…then we could share an IV bottle together, honey nectar for veinous rivers. Path forward, through the universes, chopping with my fingers through the literal weeds. You’re a sunlit green and black…

Poetry dirty hands

Online Dating Girl

Jon Hillenbrand, June 21, 2012December 30, 2015

An open poem to the online dating girl You are showered by messages From every perverted minnow Nibbling at your fingers Like sperm at the shell Of an unperturbed egg. I imagine your ten sets of eyes Gazing my way across a library Or bar Or quad Or hiking trip…

Poetry

What I Can Do

Jon Hillenbrand, October 29, 2011December 30, 2015

If you are too weak to walk, I’ll lift you on my shoulders. If you are too tired to laugh, I’ll sing you to sleep. If you are scared of your nightmares, I’ll conquor your demons. If you are hungry for contact, I’ll fill you with love. If your shoulders…

Poetry

Sing me to sleep

Jon Hillenbrand, October 28, 2011May 10, 2013

I have a song in my heart that I like to listen to. Maybe sometime I’ll whisper it to you from my lips to your lips and that song will sit in your heart as well.

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