The flower blooms
Based on water, dirt, sun, and groom
When we nourish
We flourish
What we groom blooms
We bloom our Grooms
freedom
Bad Days are Good Days
Bad Days or Good Days
If you learn the lesson
Embrace the blessings
Make the most out of any situation
Bad Days
Become good days
Sometimes the best days
Familiar Odd Fit
I have always been the odd fit
The stand out belong
The misunderstood accepted
The strange but familiar
The weird that is normal
The unrelatable familiar
The opposite same
The rejected accepted
The uncomfortably comfortable
The almost that made it
The quitter that finished
The brave, courageous, bold, afraid y con ovarios
Misfit Renegade
Who chose to be me
Sometimes you are meant to stand out
Sometimes that is what makes you fit in
I Don’t Wait, Now I Do
I waited for Spring
To turn into summer
For Summer to Fall
For Fall to Winter
I waited for Winter to Turn into Spring
The Cycle of Waiting
Waiting, Waiting, Waiting
Always Waiting for The Next
Near Perfect Conditions
Filled With Idle, Uncertain, Decisions
I Don’t Wait
Now, I Do
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
Limitations
Transitioned to deflection
No expectation
Utter isolation
Peaceful meditation
Less intimidation
Healed incarnation
Abundant simulation
Your Words vanished
I replaced them with Truths
You do Better when you know better
Denial
Anger
Bargaining
Depression
Acceptance
The stages of grief when you find out and apply that when you know better you do better.
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
What Weights You Down is Not an Anchor
What weights you down
Is not an anchor
When your hands are full
Your heart is empty
Your brain is blinded
Your intuition sidelined
You can’t receive
If you don’t let go
Of what weights you down
To release
Is to receive, and be freed
Chance or Change, Everyday Choice
What is forgiveness without acceptance?
What is acceptance without forgiveness?
What is judgment alongside ignorance?
What is ignorance alongside judgment?
For the highest of places
May not hold all graces
and the lowest of holes
may not be, the lowest of forms
Painters paint life through a brush
and Songs tell of life with a crush
writers with each seamless verse
and artists through motion, paint, music, and words
lethal actions and words
healing actions and verse
but wait! you are not alone
can’t you see in this life we live
only our minds will get what we give
So when you find yourself alone
perhaps with another or simply at home
kindly remind yourself
that the story that matters most
is the one we create on our own
for unkind words and hateful souls
may only speak, but for a while
but loving hearts and careful thoughts
will create a legacy beyond the idle
forgiveness without acceptance
acceptance without forgiveness
judgment alongside ignorance
ignorance alongside judgment
True Death
Thankfully We are Alive
and today
is another day
to Start
LetyM
The Grind 