Tag: blog
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I’m Back
I took a break from this blog. But I’m ready to come back. To speak in a language that only a bleeding soul knows. Laughing, smiling as though time is bursting to unfold worlds that speak to needy souls. I am back once again. With wind and ice under eagle-like wings giving birth to hope…
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Honest Thoughts on Compassion
As of late, I have been absent from this blog. I felt the need to give myself time to mourn. I learned that it is a long and tedious process that can’t be rushed or ignored. For a year and a half, I fought my emotions, worked out, laughed, cried and tried to make sense…
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Valuable
You are valuable Every hair on your head counted All your triumphs and failures dearly noted The black charcoal will soon turn into a diamond When pressure is applied And the shine of it will reflect off of dim places Creating a light where none existed You are the bright twinkle in the distance Showing…
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Removed From Facebook Reading
When you do what you love it never feels like work. That’s why I love poetry. It allows me to express myself in ways that I never thought were possible. This is my performance of Removed From Facebook at the poetry workshop event on November 16th in Kenosha, WI. I hope you enjoy it! Check…
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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,…
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Passenger Side
Fear has no place here. It’s the opposite of peaceful. It rides passenger side with the spirit of anxious. Moving without notice because it lacks patience. But many cater to its needs anyway. They dread the night and allow the day to slip away. Afraid of the impending tolls they’ll have to pay… But fear…
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Indoors For New Years
No goofy metallic glasses, hats, mega parties or shots of Patrón for me… I know I can’t be the only person at home on New Years Eve. Looking for an interesting blog to read. Or maybe I’ll flick through the channels on TV. Afterwards, I will raid the fridge like a conflicted, anxious beast. Looking…
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