Almost doesn’t count

I almost filed down my fangs for you

I think this as I wipe the blood from my mouth and kiss your forehead

Feeling like Janie must have felt after she shot Teacake

Now your eyes are closed

And my eyes are watching God – praying I’ll been granted forgiveness for literally eating this man

I almost filed down my fangs for you

But when has almost ever counted?

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Art by: Jefferson Terry

Black Rage

Been mad as three hells lately

The link below has helped.

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Thank you beautiful Black Women for showing up with the healing yet again

I’ll be back soon got some letting go to do

Be safe out here and remember you are loved

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You thought.

he thought no one noticed the nasty petty things he did

he thought no one heard the fucked up words he had spoken

Leaving out details and retelling the “truth”

Boasting, bragging, and putting others down

he thought no one noticed the small things he did to get under our skin

Quietly we listen and watch

As the archangels implore us to hold our position

God cut us a deal and told us our mission -Respond from a higher place or not at all -there will be blessings – there will be gifts

We focus on this deal – Understanding that we have a responsibility to be more then the negative energy we receive/perceive

Remembering that we aren’t victims in the least and that these are tests of character

Our anger has boiled over once or twice …

We remind ourselves that We aren’t perfect either and We remove ourselves and feel our feelings as needed

Transmuting anger with heavenly help

We reset and regroup

Continually praying and realigning ourselves with the peace We’ve worked so hard to cultivate

his self hate and jealousy would not and could not derail us

We are built for more and this battle isn’t ours

he thought that no one noticed the nasty petty things he did

O, I noticed cackled Karma as she clocked in for work

The battle was never ours

You thought that no one noticed

You thought.

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The stories they told

Time- the only true truth teller it seemed…

She let time tell the story.

Time was her teacher and she listened with appreciation.

Quotes, links, and things that have soothed my soul this week:

“Work on how you respond when you feel disrespected.” -Nipsey Hussle

Truth In Silence

Time really does heal all wounds- but we must allow it.

Stay well Butterflies

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Aglow with Knowing

Listen, Read and let your soulllllll glow…
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Lilith’s Lit Daughter, Pencil drawing by Me

Whom the phuck shall you fear- aren’t you the light?

I remind myself of who’s I am as I step into the night aglow

I get to know my darkness so it won’t consume me

I get to know my darkness so it can’t entomb me

There is power and strength in knowing and loving all sides of yourselves

Sharing light with my demons we are reminded of our true essence

Now we work together in the dark of night for the light

Whom the phuck shall you fear- aren’t you the light?

Via: www.merriam-webster.com

your·selves | \ yər-ˈselvz  , Southern also -ˈsevz \

Definition of yourselves

1: those identical ones that are you used reflexively

Get yourselves a treat, for emphasis, or in absolute constructions

2: your normal, healthy, or sane condition or selves 

you will feel more like yourselves after a good rest

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Divine Moving & Shaking

We move in silence

Not pressed to tell people our plans

Because we’ve already told them to God

Taking time to align our selves with energy that uplifts and hardcore ignoring anything else

Life is too short to be responding to the dumb shit

So we don’t – mostly- still human

We move in silence

Never pressed to tell people our plans

Because we’ve already told them to God

We move in silence

Full moon zoom

Full moon

Not here a moment too soon

Who are you? asks my inquiring mind for the millionth time

Who

Are

You

?

Ummmmm

I …

Uhhh…

i.

i am

i am the silence that follows your question

Full mind

Releasing every thought we’ve ever thought

Releasing every ex and every hex

Releasing every moment and memory that is not now

Passing the past

Stepping into now

Empty mind

Abundant heart

Oscillating body

Star kissed shoulders

i am

Full moon

Not here a moment too soon

Thank you

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Thanks BANKS

she thanked God for all of it…

i make long lists of all the things i’m grateful for

i live quietly and love my small circle of loved ones ferociously

i thank God for all of it

wearing my father’s old military jacket

Adorned with my mother’s old pin,

her mother’s old pin,

And a pin of my own that maybe my daughter will wear on her father’s old jacket one day i smile wide as this beautiful man snaps my picture just before the concert begins

she thanked God for all of it…

September Reign/Rain

I sketched myself as Virgin de Guadalupe and wrote this poem in September. Better late then never player.

As it thundered and stormed

she prepared to leave

all-weather she was

Come inside! yelled the fretful

You won’t survive! yelled the fearful

like an owl her head turned to face them one last time

is this what you call living?

resting fearfully on the periphery of your so called humanity

Inside these boxes – surviving

this could be your last September she said to them all

silence weighed heavy on the moment

nothing was the same

they could never go back

true colors had been shown

from the lessons she had grown

You can live this life faithfully or live it fearfully

not my business either way she said with a smile

good luck in this lifetime

Now it’s time for me to live mine

stepping into the storm she became one

with the wind

the rain

the pain

and burst into golden light

Transcending the bullshit

Hello October

Are you ready to start over?

A-musing

he takes pictures

i search for cafes open at 1am

we are partners in time

experiencing life together in way that can only be captured partially by any medium

A kaleidoscope of action and emotion driven by a love that seems only to grow with time

he orders us kombucha

i sketch his face in my notebook

we are partners in time