My Poetry Collection & Self-Publishing Update…


Since publishing “Love, Don’t Fear”, I have learned a few valuable lessons not only about book publishing but also about myself. Previously, of course, I had discovered that I could do with a little more patience – you’ll find the post on this topic right here “If it’s Broke – Fix It”. 🙂  Back to right now, though… So far, I have received great feedback from … Continue reading My Poetry Collection & Self-Publishing Update…

Made of Many Worlds – Poem


I was born, brown-skinned and a black-eyed girl, Into a blue-eyed spot in this world – Blessed with black, thick and rather frizzy hair Where hair tends to be silky, smooth, mostly blond. . When I was a girl, maybe twelve years old, I would lay my head down, on the ironing board Because a real iron could tame my real hair… Benefits seemed great… … Continue reading Made of Many Worlds – Poem

Conversations with a Clock – Poem


He lived among waiters. They surrounded him Waiters on the outside – a waiter within Waiters for their birthday Waiters for more money For the kids to leave home And rain to stop raining. Once upon a time, he met a wise Clock It could speak and so it spoke: “Tick-tock, tick-tock … If you teach your heart to be grateful and kind When your … Continue reading Conversations with a Clock – Poem

Flower Petals Around Her Eyes – Poem


She was a beautiful girl With flower petals around her eyes Many sad pictures they’ve seen, This life was born into lies… . She was created by love And had a pure little heart… Yet, before she turned seventeen, Her face was far from His art. . If the house, she lived in, had eyes and ears It would hear constant weeping It would witness … Continue reading Flower Petals Around Her Eyes – Poem

Taking Happy Mental Pictures of the New Year!


  We spend so much time reminiscing good old and bad old days… That’s fine… It’s okay to look for motivation or lessons in days gone by. Having said that, why not spend at least the same amount of time visualizing our future… Once we’ve captured the beautiful picture of what we want to become we should lock it in our memory bank until it … Continue reading Taking Happy Mental Pictures of the New Year!

Number Seven – Poem


Even when I do all 6 tasks just right You still focus on the seventh Which is done, just not quite… . Your kudos last but a minute Criticisms never stop It’s annoying just like dripping water Drop, drop, drop, drop, drop (it) . 7 is a symbol… of perfection Is that what is needed to avoid rejection? How about 6.99? Will 6.99 secure your … Continue reading Number Seven – Poem

Where are you growing to? – Poem


. “You are rising too fast You are aiming too high… Courage is foolish – Brave people die!” . ‘Where are you growing to?’ ‘Why such a rush? They’ll implore ‘It’s just your pride…’ They will add… ‘We don’t believe you should take the floor!’ . Yes, one should challenge oneself And one must question their thoughts… Not to succumb to misleading voices or misdirection of untamable wants… . … Continue reading Where are you growing to? – Poem

Remember Your Future – Poem


Remember your future When the past is bleak Remember Tomorrow When you’ve had a tough week or a year, even many tough years… That have left you discouraged and weak  . I pray for your strength When you’re weary and drained That you focus your mind On remembering good days Again, and again, and again…   . Just remember your future, Picture it in your mind Decide … Continue reading Remember Your Future – Poem

Keep Swimming – Poem


… A brief definition of a beach, by me – Soft & golden sand with a fresh breeze & the sea Yet, this shore, right here, without one grain of sand Is believed to be qualified. I believe, but not quite… … Well… Sea? Checked. Breeze? Checked. But then.., stones – and sooo haaard! ….. In my mind, there’s a memory of a soft & smooth beach Without the soft sand, … Continue reading Keep Swimming – Poem

The Perfects Tale – Poem


Mr & Mrs Perfect sat on a Tree J-U-D-G-I-N-G They kept looking down from the highest branch “Let’s gossip a little while we’re having lunch” . “We’ve got a great view and so much spare time It’s free entertainment – we won’t spend a dime!” They looked down upon peeps – never looked within… Birds pooped on their heads. The Sun burnt their skin . … Continue reading The Perfects Tale – Poem