Defining Moments… Of Becoming…. 23 Feb 2019 Today is the day I was born, well I was not born today, but on this day years ago, that's when I entered this world and each day after that…
my verse Of A Woman’s Worth 30 Sep 201830 Sep 2018 The value of a woman is not measured in how many cows you pay for her, Nor is it measured by how many children she will birth, It is certainly…
My Guests… Of Star Gazing Into Tomorrow 26 Sep 201826 Sep 2018 Sometimes the random tweets I post wind up inspiring someone and magic just like poetry happens........ https://twitter.com/Beatonm5/status/840251077110910976 https://twitter.com/melaninsodark/status/1042088223542071298 We can sit and talk or we can sit and stare at…
my musings… Of Being Me 23 Sep 201823 Sep 2018 who am I? I am not just the product of my DNA, I am a sum of my everyday existence, I can not be defined in a single word, maybe…
my verse Of An Ode To Time 18 Sep 201818 Sep 2018 Existing as a whole, Yet uniquely, Fragmented, Balanced, The weakness of strength Counter balanced by The strength in weakness Infinite possibilities, All linked, as the time piece turns, Measuring, Ticking,…
my musings… Of Moonlit Letters To A Muse 28 Feb 2018 My Dearest Mable Today is neither your birthday nor the anniversary of the first letter you wrote me on your blog almost a year ago. I remember each word almost…
Defining Moments… Of Coffee And More Cake 24 Feb 201824 Feb 2018 We are going to need more cake........ If you were having coffee with me, I would be very happy to welcome you to my this hear wonderful space, I would…
my verse Of Heart Petals In The Wind 22 Feb 201822 Feb 2018 Once upon a time, I stood by the window, I watched as the breeze, Blew away with harsh ease, Petals from the flowers in my china mug vase, I watched…
my verse Of UnBreaking 20 Feb 2018 Hearts, Hearts are delicate but never fragile, They bruise but neither broken nor unravel Like pieces of a favoured porcelain mug With a bit of patience and a lot of…
my verse Of The Broken Mugged Man 18 Feb 201818 Feb 2018 Broken china cup pieces, Litter the kitchen floor, I am awake picking up the shards, A fragment of a red red heart, Broken, Just like mine, Losing words and…
