Celebrate Love
Everyday of The Week
Because Nobody Knows
When Their Last Breath Will Be
Happy Daily
Day of Love, Friendship, Valentine
Until The Last Breath
word
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
Attitude of Gratitude
Thankful for the blessings
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
Tragedy~Triumph
Death~Birth
Mourn~Celebrate
Life Happens
Ready or Not
Regardless
Do Life Anyway and Regardless
Darkness Blossoms
When a flower blossoms
it must first grow through dirt
darkness and rain
the environment solemnly nourishing
the surroundings eerily comforting
they are all necessary
without them
the flower would simply
never bloom
embrace the seasons
and blossom
The Spirit of Words
A word is a note
That can write a song
Heal a scar
Mend the broken
Your thoughts are words
Through intentions you speak
What your third eye sees
Your silence can speak
Mind your thoughts
Mind your words
What are Words?
Words are whispers
Words have power
Words have life
Words have oxygen
Words have death
Words have misery
Words love company
Words, What are Words?
They are exactly
What you wish them to mean
The Grind 