Your Words Vanished in History’s Truth

Your words

They sting like pros

Stabbing Swords

Legendary Forms

Parasite in my pores

Transformed myself toxic

Poisoned my own existence

Blinding fogs permeated vision

Coping skills

Self destruction, sabotage at will


Transitioned to deflection

No expectation

Utter isolation

Peaceful meditation

Less intimidation

Healed incarnation

Abundant simulation

Your Words vanished

I replaced them with Truths


Judge a Book by It’s Content

Dandelions in the fields

Weeds that help to heal

Some pull and pluck and kill

The plant is a weed

Something too ill

Not knowing the speed

To cure, mend, and feed

Don’t judge a book by it’s cover

Judge a book by it’s content

Everything has a purpose and grace

Even in the most forsaken place

The weed thrives, cures, and blooms

History’s Baggage Turned Into Blessings

If your hands are full of hate

You can’t receive peace

If your heart is full of bitterness

You have no room for love

If your mind is full of fear

You can’t think of paths as clear

If you hang on to history’s baggage

You can’t fly into promised lands

Sometimes loosing is not a loss

If you are opening and making room

For what is yet to come

New Year Absolutionns or Resolutions

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New Year New Me

as if the old me was not me

as if I have to renounce

or never pronounce

what created, molded, taught,

and shaped

who I be

New year resolutions

turned into absolutions

but only if and only

if you actually meet them

I am me

this new year

I’ll be me

next new year, I’ll be me

stronger, wiser, better, faster,

resting, doing, achieving

failing, succeeding

adding subtracting


Not because it’s a new year

Not because it’s a new me

but because I know life changes regardless

there is no pause

no new year needed to change

or stay the same if that works

Attitude of Gratitude

Thankful for the blessings

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The lessons

The messes

The things that molded my surroundings

The things that folded abiding

The experiences turned titanium

The mistakes turned to pages

The beginnings finally ending

My attitude is gratitude

diminished for no one

knowing my worth

because sometimes peace, love, abundance, worth,

is shaped through scorn

Life Happens do Life Anyway

Winter to Spring

Spring to Summer

Summer to Fall

Fall to Spring

Clockwise, Counterclockwise

Seeds Bloom

Seasons Change

Time Flies

Nothing Changes

Everything Changes




Life Happens

Ready or Not


Do Life Anyway and Regardless

Let Them Talk

If you do, someone talks

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if you don’t, someone talks

if you do, someone talks

if you sit, someone talks

if you stand, someone talks

if you are silent, someone talks

if you speak up, someone talks

if you hide, someone talks

if you take up space, someone talks

if you dull, someone talks

if you shine, someone talks

Don’t sit, stay silent, hide, or dull yourself, someone talks

Do stand, speak up, take up space, shine, let them talk

No permission required, unapologetically