Category: Writing on the Wall
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Poem of thought 33 (a conversation with myself)
Would it be that I had no words to say as I sat Reading something as simple as a stat Never that… I wouldn’t have ever thought to sit & consider The links, the chemicals, reactions or the whatever Take a step back… I mean my jaw dropped low in surprise Only to curve my lips…
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The Moment in Longing
To be falling so fast To lose my advantage To fall so sudden I now feel blissfully damaged Am I awake from sleeping for so long Who am I when I look at my reflection My heart, my womb feeling pierced To give it away with no protection I am sitting here looking down But…
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CAUTION: 30+ BLACK WOMAN WITH GOALS
So I’ve been preparing myself for the inevitable layoff with my employer of nearly 6 years. It has brought me to the conclusion I have always felt deeply about, which is… you can never be truly happy working for someone else. Of course there is nothing wrong with having that dream job or career but…
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Terrorism
We live in a world in fear of eminent dangers! There is always a threat of some kind out there. We fear the unknown, yet we have faith in the unseen. We are always on guard against peril, yet always caught off guard when terror strikes!
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Worse Than Writer’s Block
I really hate it when I have something good to post but then it floats away in the wind like a silent but deadly fart!!!!
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Impossible is Nothing
When I was 7, a teacher told me: I wasn’t as smart as the other students because I couldn’t read/write well. I wrote my first novel at 13 …and published my first novel at 27 When I was 21, a lady told me: I could never be a fit mother because I was a welfare…
Drunken Insomniac Writer 