Still I Rise!
A sample from Book 1
Angelou's CryContinue reading “‘Angelou’s Cry’”
without anger's explode
voicing tornado
facial's bold cammo
commenting rage's ammo
slipping in a hole
hardly any dough
spiritual implode
emotion's unfold
physically gone cold
then voiced maya angelou
still I rise
a time to decode
can you take anymore
weighted heavy load
to yourself you owe
still I rise
strength quickly to unfold
leading your journeying road
back to being gold
Where Life Begins!
A sample from Book 1
Her ArmsContinue reading “‘Her Arms’”
a beginning dot
yet unrecognizable spot
—growing
—becoming
awakening—
in nine months
a gentle gift—
left in a woman's trust
a journey’s first knot
bundled...wrapped
put in her arms
to protect
from beginning’s harm
to love
through each raised alarm
a continued...onward growth
eventually she knows
she'll have to let go
but for now—
with each age
through every stage
she'll wipe every frown
dry every tear
chase away—
night time fears
she’ll awaken each day
provide a safe place to lay
she’ll give her life
to make things right
for this newborn child
will bring each day
—a smile
for all the years ahead
she knows
there's nothing to dread
for God†
walks with her
each and every mile
so—
without regret
the break of every dawn
the close of every sunset
wide open
shall remain
her arms
Keep Going No Matter What!
A sample from Book 1
Straight ForwardContinue reading “‘Straight Forward’”
this goal
not at all a chore
wide open
was the door
slowly adding
more
more
not seeing‒
rips
had torn
making
me
unsure
not
wanting
to see anymore
gluttony
had its allure
then
lisa nichols
put me
in an uproar
all this
added
to the core
my destination
had taken
a detour
she’s given
me an oar
to see
like before
it’s up to me
to restore
set aside
my added décor
return
to my open door
Would You Listen If Someone Tried To Help You?
Ignorance of SpiritContinue reading “‘Ignorance of Spirit’”
our bodies are the temple
our hearts...filled with love
a mark placed from above
through the spilling‒
of an innocent man's blood
since that day
comes few miracles
in faith, we must see
when words are sent to believe
to take us out of deceive
words placed in hearts
way down deep
for only us to reach
for only one to receive
we set boundaries, principles
God's† words come in a nudge
giving us a rush
with a unwelcomed blush
‒something He† wants of us
something we can't‒
down toilets...flush
in dreams, in signs
comes the flood
'til we no longer‒
to the side...can shove
we become
a quiet little disciple
knowing what‒
inside...breathes
relaying messages to relieve
to tone down‒
the spiritual creed
‒silently waddling in scream
how will they believe
without something in see
any forced retrieve
will just not be!
...goes further the decree
faith...for some...so weak
matching the heart's message in lead‒
a solid force shown in see
disclosing the known‒
small strokes to brush
without any lust
‒crushing every bit of trust
a task so tough
the pull to run...give up
wanting to do away
with this stuff
‒too deep holds the grudge
all the pieces‒
just too much
too many things
running a muck
realizing the struggling pup‒
unbelief
buried in dirty mud
‒thoughts in heart
begins to be enough
down, down, down
into so much mush
if you don't help
erase the slush
then...comes in
the morning dove
the symbol of love
saying don't give up
‒messages from above
that you can't
aside...shove!
I Am Woman. Hear Me Roar. That’s the yell I screamed in my writing since the beginning. It doesn’t surprise me that I have made it my motto. If you don’t speak up, the train of life will just run right over you…leaving you dumb-found and drowning in a sea of tears. Speak up! Don’t bury yourself in silence. It will only age you and sink you into a bottomless pit. Say what’s on your mind. Speak the truth even while you are shaking. Enjoy the quotes here and the artwork. Love the skin you’re in!
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