Who thought I would write? In grade school I struggled😓 To string a sentence together–torture Now I write for days, read in 2 languages (3 coming soon) Much joy, much change Everything one step at a time, make the most of it Every day, every hour, every moment 🤔Is this what I want to feel? […]

Gratitude my attitude, not just a platitude What I need to and what I want Hangout with RvShawn, go for a jaunt The more I learn📚, the more blessed I feel I’m not imprisoned (just or unjust) I’m not in a war zone I’m not near gang violence I am caressed 😋Hordes of food in

On the ear in the clouds☁ Listen to the music Update, live far away, higher rebound Dogs so cute, wish I could rent-a-hound Living and learning and loving Breathing in deep Don’t cut off my air supply More hair supply, please I 😭cry more Goody goody gumdrops Toxins leaving the body What happened to class

Of fear and apprehension, it began Where such dreams usually remain The uneasiness of the cold Of friends, long lost; never to return Of games, gray carnage Multifaceted scarab jeweled rooms I wish I could share the fullness I wish I could show My words are weak Rhymes slack, incomplete Goose prickles, pricked Handling a

We are darkness We are simple We do not know why they fear us They scream They run They try to destroy us They cannot They never will We are always replicating Always changing We are never still We build and build We evolve We change We have no pride Only desire to exist, same

Life fast, have a blast 🚀 More friends now, less outcast More in tune, less drawn out Beautiful backyard, wild lawn Soon we’ll be ✈traveling on Soon well be gone Over the river and through the woods Exists a magical land Where Meeple share and care🥰 Hand in hand No rubber bands snap eye No

Break barriers Stop spending on bullshit and aircraft carriers Bombing plastic bottle wood plank boats Please! Bullshit and you know! Nothing worse than intelligent idiots Drunk on power from great grand father They were just trying to make it through Simple cobblers, farmers too Raising alarms, ignored Dancing on sinking ship, Titanic No need to

Wheel of time turns Human way becomes more outdated Not long now 1st act: Silicon servant cool and kind They think 10000th faster What to do? Act 2: Put us in a museum next to no-see-ums To them, we will be like trees Age of Ents is ending Silicone intelligence Built in our own image

Once up a time… A man had a dream… His name: Martin Luther King Jr. He stood He spoke He loved 🥰 With everything he could muster. The question (was not): SHOULD I free my people? The question (was): HOW CAN I free my people? His burning desire, bright as fire. His words, his lyrics;

Universal curious dreams, without delay Golden flower in my pocket Flow even with iron rising Shine up 👢boots, not destitute Surmising spaces, places, people Near and far for from steeple Mas complicated than necessary, lifestyle creep Be kind, not a creep Go deep 7.5 feet Not just for witches🧹 Witch better have my sunny Today

More selfish than some… Where I come from–not surprising 👶🏽Little ones completely dependent On their big ones, system inherit If there aren’t 2 big ones, just one And that 1 is a chaotic, abusive, emotional, mess… Hard to trust A sensitive little Wishing for someone—anyone Close cuddles and unconditional love🥰 Through and through Early for

Not quite sure, yet have faith Always held in loving embrace Perhaps it’s foretold? Who knows? I want to really live! Around those that enjoy and understand Tea party of suns and daughters Not another critical lip, shit-show from stands If you desire to be hero, healer or villain Your place is the arena Peaceful

Feeling great! Oh baby baby Taking planes to other places Jet-setting Brittany Spears Making up for years of nothing Rolling high, not cracking Humpy Dumpty Words like so many birds Don’t spur, have courage Don’t be a worm Corn kernels grow golden, as do we Get the fuck out of the stables Ponyboy! Maple syrup,

I can’t wait to relax in the South-lands Shinning like the sun Playing in the shade Laid out with fresh linens Fill up my calendar with Latin honeydew And mi Linda Fear of divorce She may tire of my strange Until then… I will make her happy Mas mas mas Floss every edge, and take

So full, so light, so dairy No nurse Milk maid please! Vanilla chocolate strawberry So many favors, making swirls Curl weight less than past Always at full mast Ship ship help me sail away! And yes! So many to erase (In case you didn’t know) This is a comeback story, an adventure tale Fantasy and