Grown, yet Still Getting older, Defining will As she settles in The window sill of age, The wrinkles curl In once smooth places On her face, Accepts grace And begins to feel The tales of time, She smiles at her gray, Reflecting The omnipotence of the sun, The moon watching Her Go On.
sometimes, it is a face only a mother could love it could be how petite the span of a nose is, it could be the distance between eyes, it could be the rise and fall of a hairline, the obtuse span of hips, derrière, the lack of length in a pair of legs, how... Continue Reading →
follow the edge of not too sure yet but it feels quite right merge the verge of greatness with action taken invoke love in the entanglement of motives and ideas the not really all that complicated juxtaposition of living out loud it's time to enjoy a little flamboyancy declare your devotion to the cause, dream,... Continue Reading →
…The One Who Has Been Moved Inspired To lead, To affect change, & To move The Rest Of Us Along. You've been called. Your soul, Heart, With every Thread Of Life, you Will answer. you Must heed To solve Disparity, Disillusion, Unnecessary death of breath, And The disruption of love. You've been chosen To uplift... Continue Reading →
As leaves in a soft breeze Blow As petals floating in a gust of wind Ride As a tide inspired by an ocean wave Be left with only the scent The purity of being Be
i'd turn the white house into a hangout. and live in the hood. i'd give my paycheck to families on food stamps and work two jobs like everyone else. i'd deal with the budget as a single mother would… tie tight the purse strings and raise children to act on their dreams. i'd stay out... Continue Reading →
we may stumble, at times replenish oceans with our cries our tongue may speak lies when we say we're alright yet we will do it anyway because we know we're on the way up lifted by grace; ascending through dark, damp caves formed as a trap, believe nothing will put out the light... Continue Reading →
Perched firmly on stark tree limbs, Captured by all seasons' breezes, The melodies of birds, tunes and tweets Sing of journeys. From simple acts of flight to tunneling migrations To a better existence, Navigating persistence On the wingspan of hope. The deserts, the waters, the forests, We have all flown over. Our... Continue Reading →