I cannot even contain
the passion in my heart for God
I want to tell all of earth
what He’s done in me Continue reading
prostitution
“Always More”
what if there was more to life
than shedding clothes for men
what if there was more to life
than selling her body
what if there was more to life
than what she saw in the mirror
what if there was more to life
than the traumatic visions of old
what if there was more to life
than having to be better than others
what if there was more to life
than money
there is
and His Name is Jesus
When God Writes
The other day, I read one of my poems to Lee, and it made me cry. I told him, “I WROTE this, and it’s making me cry!” It blew me away, but that has happened in the past. I’ll be proofreading and will cry, laugh, etc. It’s funny. But the other day, I was sharing this with someone, and their response wasn’t so funny.
After telling this person how the poem made me cry, he said, “That’s because God wrote it.” That’s a common response, and I don’t agree with it. Continue reading
“Just One More Time”
broke and broken
regular jobs won’t work
when you’re spoiled
in getting what you want
so you sell what you live in
‘it’s just a body anyway’ Continue reading
A Mother’s Real Day
What if you weren’t brought up with God?
What if your spirit, soul, and body found it’s way through the dark?
What if you were accused of abusing your child, and out of that birthed divorce, all rights to your son taken away: his location, his voice, his heart? Continue reading
“Light Floods Darkness”
abused and deserted
left alone in the dark
finding a way to still breathe
without light
broken home Continue reading
My Resentment Shirt
Yesterday morning, I colored my hair to cover the grey (just not ready yet), and in doing so, I put on my hair-coloring-shirt, which is my shirt of resentment. Let me explain.
“Hostage of Heaven”
A phone call
introduction
wanting to end it all
and then God speaks
through a familiar saying
life
A phone call
invitation
for a night of worship
but how to live drug free
for a night…unknown Continue reading
