• Poetry, Prose & Quotes

    Learning to Swim

    If you had to interview to go to a private swimming school and pay tuition to attend, would you expect to get there and be thrown in the water to figure out how to survive on your own? Afterall, you could have done that in any random body of water. We deploy ourselves and exchange labor for wages. You think you’re getting paid but the truth is you’re paying for something that you might not be getting. When you commit your time and resources to something you expect a return on your investment. In most cases, you’re only breaking even and maintaining the same lifestyle over time based on what…

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    Strip

    Intimacy isn’t always physical. A conversation can leave you feeling completely naked when someone is able to tap into places only they are meant to find, unlocking the treasure box of your mind. The way you watch me Strip It’s a trip On all dimensions Convos travel on spaceships With pit stops Wherever the pen drops You just hitched a ride To my 3rd eye Through a soul tie Stripping my mind From my inner body Baptize me The water leaks thru my eyes As my soul purifies In the river of your try’s Mind of my mind The way you watch me strip From the inside My nakedness I…

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    Roots

    Colossians 2:6-7 Spiritual Fullness in Christ 6 So then, just as you received Christ Jesus as Lord, continue to live your lives in him, 7 rooted and built up in him, strengthened in the faith as you were taught, and overflowing with thankfulness. I️ don’t know if It’s the distance Or the years Or the fears of tears Returning When you’re gone I️ don’t want to. hold on You will always Be this mystery A lingering Desire Climb higher And we always Seem to fall Our backs against the wall You draw I️ draw We all call On the same Higher Power To deliver us all I’ll bear witness To…

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    Give Me Life

    Proverbs 18:21 The tongue can bring death or life; those who love to talk will reap the consequences. Give me your tongue No, not the physical one Your spiritual tongue Give me your thoughts From the root of your heart I know they are seeds Planted in a heart that bleeds Planted in a heart that breeds Love Reason… Me Give me your tongue No, not to kiss For a blessed existence Give my your words Be a good witness Of my love And our business Speak life to blemishes Slay my nemesis Resurrect Our Father’s intentions Give me your tongue Yes, the physical one I want to come To…

  • Poetry, Prose & Quotes,  Prose

    Meditation

    Meditation can be overwhelming. The most common thing I hear from people who have trouble eliminating distractions is that they can’t clear their thoughts. When I meditate, I close my eyes and clear each thought one by one. I visualize calling myself in from all the people and places that have me distracted. For example, if I can’t stop thinking about chatting with my mom, I visualize leaving her house or hanging up the phone and walking to the spot I’m sitting in until I’m there with myself. I do this until I feel completely present in the moment. I release the need to feed energy to the distractions in…

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    Black American Woman

    To be black and American I am an unclaimed National Historic Landmark The world famous Black woman Of the United States of America No other nation place or station makes claim to me I came to be through the birth canal Of the mysteries of iniquities And landed on the shores of her history I bear the name of my great great grands Owner of the land And the people Black history didn’t start with slavery But, I am America’s baby A descendent of her affair with slavery The reminder of a consummation between a people & a nation trapped in subordination Hatred… Simply Because we’re resistant to the mutation…

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    Independence Day

    This poem is about America as well as the America in us that values life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness yet struggles to live up to the standard of true freedom in righteousness and truth. Whether your station in life is in America or abroad, the way to freedom is Love… Selah America She rocked her hips Dipped in her ships Across oceans and borders Sent her explorers to hoard us On ships beyond The doors of no return America was Bad! She was a fad Something to be had She sold Freedom but She needed them Blessed by the Creator Sold Gods Creation of emancipation The birth of…

  • Poetry, Prose & Quotes,  Prose

    Finding P.E.A.C.E.

    Self-healing is about trusting yourself to have the answers. Have you ever been to a doctor for healing? Do you trust what they know? Why not trust yourself when you know what you know? No one will ever know you better than you know yourself. Don’t believe the hype. If you want to become unshakable and find peace around all corners, you have to trust that you can do it. You can command peace instantly once you learn this simple formula. It’s an acronym, so how could you ever forget?  PAYMENT Nothing in life is free, not even peace. So, if you want it, you’re going to have to pay…

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    Rain

    On lonely nights when it starts to rain Memories of love sessions ponder my brain I think of the best sex I ever had and how hard it rained that night The thunderous chills I got from every kiss, nibble, and bite I could hear the raindrops land as if the skies were playing a melody composed for me and my man The harmoneous trinkle of the raindrops tickle my ear like fingertips caressing my spine I’m high I feel my temperature rise, as I place my hand on my inner thigh Imitating his gentle touch, I move my hand up Granting myself permission to explore, the gap between each leg grows as I whisper “more”…

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    Congo

    Daddy always played his congo near the shore the way that drum played the lessons of the ancestors, more precious than gold I’d swear daddy’s congo had a soul see that provided a safety net for mommy and me we could sleep easy to the sound of daddy’s drumbeat well, this particular night I couldn’t sleep instead of daddy’s drumbeat, all I heard were screams I walked out to shore, wondering what I’d see only to find my daddy being taken away from me Bring Him Back! Bring Him Back! I cried until I couldn’t see I was only 10 and you were gonna answer me but you couldn’t say…