Category: father

• July 11, 2022

  A Thank You to My Readers

  I’m just gonna get it off my chest… My grandmother died last week. This is the third death I experienced in 10 months. First, my Father then my Auntie now this. So I stopped writing for a little over a week. I needed time to think. I needed time to take it all in. Ultimately,…
• March 30, 2022

  God: A True Friend

  When my Dad died and my boyfriend turned into a nightmare on squeaky wheels. God held my hand and gathered together the pieces of my broken heart and for that I am forever grateful. Because my life has been one train wreck after another. But now I don’t feel so alone anymore. I have a…
• February 6, 2022

  Enough Mourning

  This poem is for all the people who have lost someone they loved. Keep the faith! It never goes away. The feeling of missing you. The thought of… could I have done more. The shape of your face blends into the background of shaky memories. I can’t go back in time to hold your hand.…
• November 2, 2021

  Faithful Man

  I dedicate this poem to my late Father. I love you Dad <3 Faithful Man He is the people’s champ A former player tuned into the channel of romance The dark horse no one ever gave a chance When the sunlight fades His cause will still stand Darkness fails to blemish the heart Of a…
• October 8, 2021

  Passing On To Glory

  Passing On To Glory All I hear is condolences Rolling off grief stricken tongues They hit me Like hard pebbles meant for skipping They tell the tale of a daughter Who lost her father last week Kind faces filled with sympathy towards me Are hurtful and bring no relief But through sorrow we heal together…
• December 20, 2020

  He Keeps Going

                This poem is dedicated to my father.   He Keeps Going He trucks through muddy terrain In worn out and creased black boots Working hard to earn green loot To put hot food on the table For fresh smiles on glowing faces   In the name of his…
• June 15, 2020

  Bondage Games

  Bondage Games  what is this, us factor? i don’t call men the morning after them pills got em’ ill so, i don’t believe their laughter… i been with, men like this before i smell impending disaster mistrust, stemming from a father walking out of his baby girl life who’s gonna protect her at night? leaving…
• May 25, 2020

  Fishing For Catch

  I figured I would get started a little early on the Father’s Day poetry. Let my Dad and all the other proud fathers out there know they loved and appreciated. Have an awesome Memorial Day!   Fishing For Catch on quite mornings,  before dusk had a chance  to break the sky before the morning  dew…