Protected

The spiritual assassin lived in the shadows just beyond the light 

Silently taking down demonic predators of positive energy, she chose this life

Powerful prayers of peace perforated their souls

A rogue of sorts 

Protected by God’s strongest archangels she bent those that berated the beloved ones with silver bullets of karmic retribution 

Karma was her mama 

Well taught she was and not quite clear of sin she balanced light and dark  

The spiritual assassin lived in the shadows just beyond the light 

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Monday Mornings

Here I am new page, new stage

The day begins just as it ended

Slow creep

Sunbeams peep through the blinds as we make time to align

Connected

Here we are new page, new stage

The night ends just as it began

No sleep

Moonlight illuminated our bodies as we made time to intertwine

Here you are new page, new stage

The days and nights seem infinite

Slow steep

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Presidental Love

Dear reflection

If there was an election

I would cast my vote for you

The way you love me is presidental, monumental

Deep diving in love songs you play just for me

Self love, my favorite glove protecting me inside and out

Dear reflection

If there was an election

I would cast my vote for you

Love, Yourself

Ain’t No Makeups

The glass splintered in a symphony of bells

Beautiful Breakups

Never to be put back together

One shot is all you’ve got

No turning back the clock

Shards of yesterday rest on the floor of forever in the present moment

No use crying over… spilled anything really

Amongst the shattered glass sparkling like diamonds lay your lessons learned your blesssings earned

Cash those blessings in for something more resilient next time

Beautiful Breakups

No use in making up

Sometimes our lives need shaking up

Beautiful Breakups

Queen of Kwanzaa Amanayea

Woman I miss you around the holidays

I was thinking of that last Christmas

I don’t beat myself up anymore

Now I focus on time spent

Quality over Quantity

But Woman, I am missing you

Slightly out of alignment I cry, then sigh, and release it

Ugggghhhhh

Damn I miss you

You were my tradition

Too cool for Santa you waited on Kwanzaa

I don’t ask to be gifted you anymore it creeps them out and Santa doesn’t give out dead aunties anyway

I know that made you laugh

Woman I miss you

You were from my planet

Damn it

These earthlings and their holidays

Woman I miss you

I feel you reminding me that we are still quite connected

We are connected *smiles

Losing you on this earthly plane forced my soul to grow

Gratitude

But damn right now, human me misses human you

Woman I miss you

Writer’s Note: Amanayea J. Abraham was/is unconditional love. She pulled up for her community in way that was real- in a way that was healing. I hope to tell you more about her one day.

Unconditional love is the salve this holiday and every day. Hold on to what’s real to you, what feels good to you.

All that otha shit can git. *extra southern voice

https://www.sun-sentinel.com/news/fl-xpm-2005-12-26-0512250087-story.html