This poem was written in the summer of 2000. It is sort of anti-love poem. Once I once was in love Not that I no longer am It's that he is not And frankly never was Caught in a whirlwind And blinded by emotion I longed for someone To care for and to love But… Continue reading A Poem – Week Eighteen
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A Poem – Week Sixteen
This poem was written around 1994. I used to spend a lot of time staring out the back upstairs window when I was stressed out from school or family drama. Taking note of nature was like therapy to me even though I was only seeing a backyard in the middle of the city. Little… Continue reading A Poem – Week Sixteen
A Poem – Week Fifteen
Something about this poem reminds me of Game of Thrones. This was written somewhere in that tumultuous time during my later years in college or soon after. I can tell whenever something was written during this period, even if it isn't dated. I felt hurt, lonely, frustrated and at times, hopeless. Life was not turning out like… Continue reading A Poem – Week Fifteen
A Thanksgiving Poem
I know Thanksgiving is not always a happy day. This poem was written on November 24, 1994, during a particularly tumultuous time for my family. Thanksgiving The air is filled with good smells All is supposed to be good and well But this year is a living hell With the mounds of mashed potatoes… Continue reading A Thanksgiving Poem
Another Poem – Week Fourteen
I ran across this poem the other day and it keeps popping into my head. It is about one of my least favorite things: gossip. This was written around 1994. Gossip It starts deep down At the bottom of the city Aint this a pity With all the gritty Gossip to be told You tell… Continue reading Another Poem – Week Fourteen
A Poem – Week Fourteen
I haven't posted a poem in a while, so I searched my notebooks for a poem about autumn. This one was written sometime in the fall of 1994. Fall With a sudden breeze you come around And shock and surprise me Where has summer gone? Because it is now fall. Tree leaves turn yellow,… Continue reading A Poem – Week Fourteen
My #WCW – Maya Angelou
I am going to try out a new kind of post discussing my #WCW (Woman Crush Wednesday - a woman crush is one of my heroes or a person I admire). When I was 11 years old, I was a girl without a hero. For a portion of an autobiographical essay I had to write,… Continue reading My #WCW – Maya Angelou
