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”
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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”
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”
Get your Goat
It went like this . . . “I think we have an understanding.” ‘ Then she said, “Yes, we do, everything is my fault.” I knew, then, this would be a bumpy ride. But then, I just shut my eyes and pray on rollercoasters.
a child of God and I am joyful, happy, safe, and secure. I am loving, lovable and all I was meant to be.
Thank you to Jake Nackos for the photo.
The Interview — Part Three
That’s a far cry from the job I had as a kitchen helper in the mess hall on the army base where one of my duties was to count grapes for the fruit salad. I remember my dad once said, ‘Never join the army, because they don’t let a man think.’ I guess I’m justContinue reading “The Interview — Part Three”
Photo by James Wainscoat
In the storm of your life When the ship is going down’ And the waters are roaring below. Be resilient and calm like the Baker on the ship Who drank his way to fame In the kitchen down below. He then calmly assisted All the dames and their babes Into boats of ‘certain’ life WhileContinue reading “Cheers!”