inspired...

There are a lot of things that inspire me to write: God, my husband, my children, my relationships, nature, music and life to name a few. Lately I have been greatly inspired by works of art. This may come from the fact that my mother is a talented artist and I grew up surrounded by her masterpieces. The poem I am sharing in this final post for 2010 is inspired by a Frank Morrison painting called "Floetic". If you have never heard of him, Google him and learn something.

For the final time in 2010, I invite you to relax, reflect and enjoy...

i am

copyright 2010

There are times...

the need to put pen to paper

overrules the need to put fork to mouth

i am a writer

don’t bother passing the peas

instead, sharpen the pencils

the desire to speak the poetry God has given me

outweighs the desire to carry on a conversation with you (harsh, but true)

i am floetic

don’t bother passing by to chat

instead, hand me the mic

the urge to be by myself and reflect

supersedes the urge to spend time with others

i am me

don’t bother passing judgment

instead, take the time to understand

Writer's Block Wednesday (#22) even though it's Friday

It's been a few weeks since I posted a piece for Writer's Block Wednesday. I promise to do better in 2011. :)

Here is my final piece for Writer's Block Wednesday 2010. The word: leaves

Raising My Voice

Copyright 2010

As I stand by the bed

and watch you take your suits from the closet

pack your underwear and socks

a small voice inside of me screams

“don’t leave!”

As I stand by the couch

and listen to you tell the kids

“I love you, but mommy and daddy can’t live together anymore”

a small voice inside of me hollers

“hold up...we can work this out!”

As I stand in kitchen

and notice you taking your house key off your keychain

see you place it on the counter

a small voice inside of me yells

“wait, this has gone too far!”

As I stand in the doorway

and look at you putting your bags in the car and backing out of the driveway

all I hear myself say is

“Good-bye”

A gift so great is one only God could create...

My first born started high school this year. Ever since his first day, I have been on pins and needles... anxious.... worried. I'm not really sure why. He is wonderful, and I'm not just saying that cause he's my son. He is smart(he has a 4.0 GPA), athletic (football, basketball, track) and he has a kind heart. But there is just something about high school that scares me.

I gotta let go of that fear. God woke me up this morning with this poem....

Soar

for my son, Elijah

Copyright 2010

Since the day you were born

weighing in at 9 pounds 2 ounces

i wanted to take you in my arms

shield you from

stupidity

senselessness

suffering

shame

sloppiness

slackers

sin

spitefulness

sex before marriage

Shaneka, Shaquan, Sha nay nay ....soul sistas

Selena, Selita, Sarafina ...Spanish senoritas

Sally, Sue, Soon-Lee ...white and Asian chicks

cause gold diggers and wanna be baby mommas come in all

shapes, sizes and shades

despite my desire

i can’t hold on to you forever

gotta let you step out of the nest

take your first step

spread your wings and fly

because while others spend time dreaming

you are destined to rise

as i let go

i place you

in the protective arms of

the ONE

the ONE

who will

never leave you nor forsake you

the ONE

who will

celebrate your victories

calm your fears

carry you in your defeat

cry your tears

the ONE

who gives

joy that is unspeakable

peace that transcends all understanding

loves you unconditionally

I give you back

to the ONE

who blessed me

with the honor

to birth you

into this world

Soar baby boy....

GOD’s got your back

A poem for my "little sisters"

I wrote this poem for my lil sister Kiara. She followed God's vision and in October she put on a conference for young ladies called Diamonds in the Rough. God showed up and showed out that weekend. As always I invite you to relax, reflect and enjoy...

Diamond in the Rough

for Kiara, my lil sis

copyright 2010

Ordinary at first glance

just another face in the crowd

not worth a second look

But

in case you didn’t know this

please take notice

God is not through with me yet

when dealing with me

patience is a must

for development is a process

it occurs over time

See

I am a

Diamond in the Rough

a valuable find

in an unexpected location

my beauty is

defined by my heart and what is within

not the outer shell

influenced by society

my worth

is more than

a South Sea cultured pearl

greater than 24 carat gold

priceless in the eyes of God

I am a

Diamond in the Rough

Formed under extreme pressure

with the potential for greatness

Unique by design

created with purpose

beautifully and wonderfully made

In line to be

cut

polished

refined

So

in case you didn’t know this

please take notice

God is not through

with me yet

Writer's Block Wednesday (#21) even though it's Friday

So better late than never, but as Drake would say, "never late is better".

What I have tonight is based on a word from a few weeks ago: DIZZY.

As always, I invite you to relax, reflect and enjoy.....

3 Steps from Dizzy

copyright 2010

you call out of the blue

unexpected

unsolicited

your voice

takes me back to the times

we spent together

on the couch at your momma’s

watching re-runs of Martin

stealing kisses when no one was looking

sneaking off to your bedroom

doing things we had no business doing

and despite myself

the memories make me smile

but even in my

dizzy state

i know that was the past

i have moved on

you are not in the steps

of my current plan

Step 1

DO BETTER...

i know i can do better than you

Step 2

STAY TRUE TO MYSELF...

the truth is , you’re no good for me

Step 3

KNOW MY WORTH AND WALK IN IT...

being with you decreases my value

So even though you call

sounding sexy and alluring

talking about how you miss me

the thought of being with you makes me

dizzy

so i must decline your invitation