So, it’s close to Christmas, a poem

So, as I lie here not ready for work and all of it's intrinsically annoying ways, I glimpse at the early morning light trying to burst it's way through my blinds. I dread the trek to the office for too many reasons to unburden, but then I remember it is the Christmas season and all…

So, the little things are what truly matter in the end-a poem for DJ

Listening to endless droning about my crazy job Taking the car to get repairs Calling to make sure I am in the Uber and safe Drying tears over feelings hurt once again An impromptu lunch to celebrate a small success Trying new things like apple picking to celebrate my traditions Buying me more new reads…

So, Writing is my elixir- a poem

Writing is my elixir Writing for me is like breathing, it sustains me It gives me shelter from the metaphorical storm When I am in doubt or despair it changes everything The atmospheric pressure shifts in my favor I am the true definition of winning because with "it" I rule So why not write all…

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, I read 2 poems at an open mic…

So I am quite timid when it comes to my writing. It is so personal to me and is one of the main reasons that I keep this blog on the downlow. Because I want to be able to be me and express myself freely without worrying about what people think. I still do care,…

So, it’s poetry time again:):)

Shattered You've been through the storm Your heart has been bruised You didn't want to trust But in love you can't choose We met by chance Neither one of us prepared We became fast companions The past could not compare You dove in and tried You gave your all from the start Not knowing what…

So, it is poem time again:):)

Unrealized Word-filled accolades for decades to assuage egos often times fall on deaf ears to the uncertain and lost. Kudos through the checks and balances of loved ones offer assurance in the realm of worthiness at a cost. Damsels, too many, equate self- identification to thoughts or obvious nods of approval instead of sentiments real.…