Words Worth Listening To

Personally, I love the line . . . “to suffer the ignorance of those who lie to you for their own personal gain” All too often I’ve been lied to so others may gain a sense of superiority. The loss of dignity I feel is worth far more to me than the gain that othersContinue reading “Words Worth Listening To”

It Matters

The Comrade’s  sweepings of life are  spread like cumulus clouds  guiding ribbons of rivers. That moment’s rest at the house Of the hurting kind–mist. “Enough!”   the woman warbled, So now fledgling, Let’s rest in motion,  padding barefoot, claw foot  down nature’s asphalt unknown  what wafty thoughts  found waving from the shallows may conjure forthContinue reading “It Matters”

Wicked Whispers

The whispered words of vile hate  At night mean to end my flight- Path to the green backs  That is much needed– Were heard and heeded In the early darkness of pre-dawn. Or was it the near late darkness  Of poverty? Not only one resume but Two crafted word docs Were sent the future gods Continue reading “Wicked Whispers”

Giving Fear the Middle Finger

Dancing in the living room to get my joy back to the beat of happiness during incredible bills that were left for me, I found my God. Please understand, I had utility bills that were not my own and I was refinishing furniture, selling outfits I put together, applying for more than 400 jobs afterContinue reading “Giving Fear the Middle Finger”

Thank God I’m Alive

After believing a lie from a weakened soul while I lost a yes At only 4 years old. And thinking then, I would surely expire I reached outside higher and higher. but grounded properly by self-fulfilling prophecy that my mother would not like me. Despite the love of two siblings and her, and the certainContinue reading “Thank God I’m Alive”

She’s In, Mate

The old mare was just about bullet proof her skin so thick– impenetrable by the pesky needle nosed mosquitoes. Once a race horse but blew her hocks so she hobbles in the hobbles shackled to her feet. But her eyes hold a fire of desire to see reality and pass around the key of sweatContinue reading “She’s In, Mate”

Harm-less

Daily drunk the poison of false friend- ship and comradery. Only made me stronger and yearn longer for the company of one like me. But always one to override and subside with narcissists all around. The town has grown smaller and at the table stops. Each with a point of view their own and rightContinue reading “Harm-less”