Whenever I am presented with a painful experience, I take the time to think about how I can avoid it in the future. This poem outlines how I’m learning to be the me that makes me me.
We are all on our own journeys and no one’s journey is more special or any more worthwhile than the next person’s. Know that if you break down it does not mean that you’re weak or that you’re not worthy.
not eveything will follow
the natural order of things
& hope on yesterday’s blessings
to o’ercome the portal of time
bring in its wings healing
& fresh air for weary lungs
fake rainbow lines will i never
I’m not sure if you’ve had the time to check out some of my free books on my website but I figured, what the heck, I will still share my personal favourites with you.
An archaeologist is the best husband any woman can have; the older she gets, the more interested he is in her.
sometimes, that feminine voice can just be all a man needs to find peace & joy & rest at the end of the day.
only he who is benefiting from the chaos prays a committee of drunken gods to prolong the days of a virus
if youths, enter the following code
armoury:// their voice// offense:// spoke up//
solution:// harass, arresst, massacre, trigger tribal discord
water colour / cardboard paper
splash some colours / make still art dance surugede
To many lost to depression
and the majority that cast aspersions
Reflecting on the birth of Christ, the reason he came and what doom awaits whoever treats his love like a piece of rag, I prayed to not be found among them who refused the dawn he brought with him – salvation. May I be not among those who was opposed the glowing grace of the son of God.
as the holidays approach,
and we chorus noels in church
let us remember the reason
for this festive season
The funniest response you get when your hear newbies in business talk is… “I think that everybody can benefit from what I do.”
“does it tingle when it wiggles?”
that was the first words to escape my vocal department
when to the left and to the right
you sit by a river of flooding ideas
and watch your your thoughts run wild
a boy hangs his shoulder a bit higher
than his father’s
Church is not a meeting place for saints, but a hospital for sinners. The worst sin you can commit is to say no to God. It is a “Son” issue, not a “sin” issue. How true is this?
the gap will grow wider, & the vacuum deeper but, you shall find joy in memories made.