Blog Posts Poetry

Go Get It

All this talent and no price tag,

all this passion hidden behind dish rags.

You have this whole life to live,

and you’re living like you’re not good enough.

Speak up for what you want,

Tell them what you need,

Stop letting these people walk all over you, please.

It’s too easy to make the steps to where you want be,

but trust me, if you don’t know what you bring to the table, you’ll never truly eat.

So go out, be great, cause you’re more than able

you’re the only one that loses if you don’t bring your plate to the table.

Blog Posts Poetry

I Prayed for This

To my writing:

I prayed for peace,

I prayed for consistency,

I prayed for wisdom,

I prayed for joy,

and then you started coming back around.

I kept praying.

I prayed for guidance,

I prayed for patience,

I prayed for love,

I prayed for understanding,

and you embodied those things.

I prayed for help,

I prayed for compassion,

I prayed for empathy,

I prayed for something new,

and you lead me on a straight path.

I prayed for answers,

I prayed for a sign,

I prayed for clarity,

I prayed for comfort,

and God sent me my lover,

God sent me my friend,

God sent me you,

and I’ve never been more proud of the use of my pen.

Here I am now, looking back on it all,

and I can’t thank Him enough, for giving me everything I’ve been praying for.

Blog Posts Poetry

Voting Season

As the season progresses and the days pass us by

This year we are in has seemed to fly. 

We’ve known so much pain and turmoil

This year has given us too many times of recoil. 

There have been storms and people left in the rain,

This year alone we have seen and heard nothing but pain.

Death and disease and disadvantages have riddled our ears

This has truly been one hell of a year.

There is good news on the horizon of this storm,

We have a chance to come out of it as long as we blow our horns.

Now is the time to change this tumultuous weather,

Get out and vote and get this thing tethered.

Don’t be discouraged by the long lines,

Bring a friend and some water and snacks and maybe a speaker,

Have a good time.

Go out in good spirits, be a goodness seeker.

It may take a while but it’ll all be worth it

After you can proudly say, “I went out and voted”

** Please don’t forget that early voting has started in the state of Georgia and will continue until October 30. Election day is Tuesday November third. To find out where to vote for early elections and on election day, visit the Secretary of State’s website by following the link below. If you are in another state, visit your local official’s or Secretary of State website for more information on polling sites. Please get out and be heard. GO VOTE! Also, don’t miss my Facebook Live tomorrow, Thurday, Oct. 15 at 7:30pm as I answer questions, update you on news and talk about all things current in this election season!**

Blog Posts Poetry

Lotus Flower

rising from the dirt

emerging from the water

a sweet petal shows itself

appearing untouched and unbothered

despite its muddy origin

rooted in the soil

this pink flower blossoming

full and uncoiled

residing with a lily pad

a sign of life that one has had

even when things look bad

the lotus flower grows

water still as day arrives

colors vibrant to the eyes

pink and white, yellow inside

the lotus flower grows

only sprouting in the dark

in ponds and lakes in foreign parks

in layers as the petals fall

ending late summer, inviting fall

the lotus flower grows

Blog Posts Poetry

Mr. Wrong

fear is a thing i know too well these days;

pain seems to be festering in my womb.

i never understood the mr wrong reference,

until it became my personal tune.

my eyes only shine when i’m outside of these four walls

because blood and despair stain my home halls.

tears seep through the cracks in the floor,

screams burrow in the holes in the wall,

the sofa seats all the drinks thrown in my face,

the shower reminds me of my daily curtain call.

and yet and still, i climb in my bed every night-

sometimes too weak to carry myself-

and i promise to continue to love this man after every fight.

fear is a thing i know all too well these days;

pain seems to be festering in my womb.

but i pray real hard everyday,

that mr. wrong will be mr. right again soon.

Please note that I am safe at home, this is a point of view poem. If you or anyone you know is experiencing domestic violence and would like to get help call 1-800-799-7233 to speak with someone at the domestic violence hotline.

Blog Posts Life

Shower With Me

i turned off the light and lit the candle

turned on the water to a temperature your sensitive skin could handle.

i’ve got the playlist singing sweet melodies,

now baby, take a shower with me.

get undressed and explore this water with me.

let me start by soaking your skin.

you tell me all about your day as i wash your face.

i want to hear your laughs as the soap lathers away.

let me wash you up,

rid you of all your grey.

all the way down to your toes,

i want to feel all of you squeaky clean.

i want to massage my hands in all your tense places,

let the stress roll off your body.

i want to lose all my time

in the shower with you.

and when we’re done and finished,

let me dry you off with a towel,

moisturize your skin,

for i know it needs my attention,

and lay you down gently,

caressing your aura as we fall asleep,

peacefully, after sharing intimacy

simply by taking a shower.