So, do I have SAD or am I s-a-d?

So January so far has been me writing a couple of poems, cleaning up, returning to a mundane job, and not getting enough sleep. I can't determine if it is seasonal affective disorder that is the culprit with all of the cloudy and rainy and dreary days. Or if it's because Christmas is over and…

So, a poem about going for it

At a meeting Trying to engage Keeping a smile on Feigning interest Pretending to be invested Longing to be inspired Knowing it is impossible Gotta have my own Until I do, I must suffer Creators are restless We need to do our craft Suppression is pain Sleep is kept at a minimal Unless the creation…

So being on a higher spiritual/emotional/intellectual plane has its cons…

So, I am not saying I am Oprah or Iyanla or Dalai Lama. I am just a thinker. A deep thinker. Even when I was at my most "ratchet" in my younger years, I always felt intensely. I am super emotional and I care more than most. I have a penchant for trying to help…