Poems

Baby Skin.

Sometimes I stare at his paper-thin skin and I wonder how in the world can I possibly protect him? How can I possibly preserve his innocence in this cruel and rigid world? It’s such a stark contrast to the toughness and furrowed brows of our society and yet when I think about it, we are… read more

Letting Go. (The other side)

The Promised Land always lies on the other side of a wilderness. ~Havelock Ellis I’ll be honest, I’ve been in a bit of a wilderness lately. This pregnancy held so much promise for me at the beginning and yet halfway through I found myself completely exhausted, feeling defeated and miserable. My body was tense with… read more

Here’s Your Story. Step inside.

For so long I walked OUTSIDE my story, not willing to face the abuse, the secrets, and the deep sadness I held since I was a child. It was miserable. I was miserable. I would constantly present only the best parts of myself to people I met so that I could be loved. I would… read more

I Knew It Was You

You chose me when I had nothing left And my arms had come up empty from recent tragedies and futile attempts at making sense of our future and what had been taken My soul weighted from the loss of hope and the dream of having another chance, A child to love And yet I knew… read more

To the Lonely at Christmas.

To the lonely at Christmas I see you and I know. I know what it’s like to get together for the first time and have to set the table for one less then you did the year before because cancer came and left you an empty chair I know what it’s like to feel the… read more

Behind the Shadows.

No matter what the eclipses of our lives and no matter where we stand in the darkness, we can be sure that the light will come, the sun will shine again. While the world is darkened with crime and the news is depressing with stories of hate, there is yet a light that shines in… read more

Surrender.

They say just surrender And yet that has been the hardest thing for me To release my grip On things that seem Like they were made For grasping and keeping And protecting With all my being Why is it so hard To relax my mind and body From clawing and clamoring and trying to control… read more

Soft, Not Strong.

The older I get, the more I think it’s not about how strong we are but about how soft we become. The more I meet people the more I want to know what formed them what hurt them and what still hurts them, and how their soul is moved and affected and changed by the… read more

(Tomorrow) We Will Still Be US.

Today is a good day to remember who I am and that nothing will ever change that. That no matter what, no president, no system, and no government can ever take my LOVE or my peace away. Nothing outside of myself has that much power. It’s good to remember that I am still the ultimate… read more

Emerson.

Emerson My rainbow child My love forever. You are the one that I spoke to when you were on the inside And you listened Sweet tender hearted man you are Always listening for your mama’s voice, Always aware of her laughter and her pain. And on those days when she is sad, you lift her… read more