Mama, Such a small four-lettered word, Holding so much power in my world. Mama, The first word I spoke. Mama, The first person I cried to. Mama, The only person I would go to, When trouble would knock on the door. Mama, My first friend,…

If only you knew I wish you could understand The power behind self love And your preciousness despite size Yes, you will take a lot of shit Grateful for scraps and tidbits From lovers who could never measure to your grace or wit or presence…

There were at least one thousand and one reasons to go back.  I only needed the one. Simple love lived there.  It had been years since I paid her a visit, yet she welcomed me like it was yesterday.  Simple love is easy that way. …

Just above the valley Just beyond the hills Just outside of a sunken place Close by but not enough to feel If you stay afloat If you keep your sail If you stay inside of the boat Move forward without fail There are stars above…

The reflection, looking back, resemble a Unicorn. The grandchild that adores Unicorns saw it too. Often, in moments of crisis the words, “I am Not a Unicorn” could be heard but still magic would happen. When you are rare, you are a Unicorn. Don’t even…

I look out and see the possibilities of my life.  A vast terrain that I’ve yet to explore.  It is growing and beautiful, ripe to be tilled.  There overhead flies an eagle showing me the heights that I can reach.  I hear the song. I…

Few yellow pages, Some sun-kissed words, One bright, buoyant and beautiful prose.

Bless with challenges fighting with my own mind, forcing my own pressures to strengthen my fuels of positive energy. Genetics and blood works different within me but the will to succeed breathes the same as others. My will power of loyalty to finish grows from all…

HOUR EIGHT Lines from ‘Mirror’ by Sylvia Plath Tonight the caustic wind, love, Gossips late and soon My tears like vinegar a tender breeze whisper some thoughts, tonight I am a coin silver- the mighty chunks of my unripe dreams caustic corn husk in an…