love come soon.

the poem is writing itself before breaking surface through us

beautiful to have questions of our own

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life, be smooth.

Life
Be
Smooth

Repetitive
In cycles, like sunshine through a room
I see the rays from your smile
Tracing the lines of your palm

My days of fortune
Outnumbers troubles and tests
Consistency
No Cons in our truth
Thoughts to have never been pure

Skeptical of my youth
We decide to love again

And once more
Three times for good luck and faith’s sake

From dead red roses to growing seeds
Life,
Be smooth
Get a hold

I seem to ignore the feeling
Why the explanations…
Took the time to
Stop
Thinking

It won’t escape me

Pushing ourselves to the edge, risks

Difficult to accept an inactive dream

Indulge in such pain

Don’t sympathize me

because you let ‘em get to you…
walk over their clouds…

possibly, walk through

unrequited – I

Let no one ever understand

From a past

to still exist

and drag

and melt

I’m sure it all means well

Let me mind’s wishes not mater to you.

In one life I mean what I say and do -

Passion in the passive aggression

Tell my heart not to adore anymore

Life, like e a scarred butterfly in a glass jar

 

Once I was a firefly to create sunshine

 

Carrying weight below my breasts to symbolize liberation

Yet, I’m well bonded to

concrete -soul

where happiness was buried

Wrapped up in a troubled mind

to no longer want or question

 

That doesn’t mean I’ve got all the answers

Play my words well

carry my thorns.

Are we playin’ or doing wrong?

Loving fair or screwing strong?

For a chance to smile from our hearts again

Troubles with the enemy I thought was

Mother Nature –playfully upset

Replaying my cure for a broken heart

My father told me to never give up

Let Joy rest upon your shoulders

I couldn’t resist words from a recovering soul

 

Proclaiming what I deserve, springing’ forward in the

Meantime

In my slumber

To connect with an unborn who wants all the answers-

Yet curiosity is the path to maintaining

 

Locked up in my present shadow

Focused on the things that restrict,

Instead of free me inside

Creating colors of the world

 

 

I can accept

Give in, be blessed

Which way to hope?

What words for expression

Not a roster of regrets

Succumbed to understanding

 

Under which circumstance to reinvent

Find myself again

Wasting faith without the courage to surpass wishes

Brought upon self

 

Thought I walked alone

Doubted my guardians

Flipped perspectives and took living for what it was

Victim to downfalls

 

Let the would numb

Dumfounded by not believing

In a love that is greater than me

To breathe more when I close my eyes-

The reality I chose

 

Kissed trials goodnight and woke up on a crooked road of truth

From sun down to realization

Evolution, come forth…

Selfless

Praying beyond my wants

As big as anyone else’s

Intimate vows…

Troubled words…

 

No false promises

soul call.

I got the answer – Propose my self-worth

Without a protest – my goal

Release the truth from inside

Crossword puzzle to cover the heart and hope to stay alive

As if others don’t understand the intellect

To guide…by words and actions – Equality

Don’t let it go to waste

Anticipation for expression

And with faith to be an emcee

Kick the broken thoughts and knock the pieces

Back in place – you can have it all

 

Another chance in my lifetime

Needle in my pen, determined to mend – bursting suns without science to transform

 

Grow up to live the way I wanna live

Give to receive. From beginning to and end of chapters

A novelist with gifts and creation

 

Peace be assured and unforgotten

Life reassured and promised

Adjusted in the moments of truth

To rise without conflict and Rejoice

 

Remind you who I am…

Proportioned though verbal, natural cause and effect

 

 

she just wants to know.

What makes the artist –

Makes the pressure

Creates the diamonds

Pushes the dreams

Throws the dirt

Lights the candles

Drowns the obstacles

Breathes suicide

Commits to life

Burns the soul

Dumps the ashes

Stocks the shelves

Presses rewind…Reminiscent

What drove the poet mad…

Entirely makes the drive

Exhales the trouble,

Stirs the drama

Brings the light…

To where a heart once lived

Chronological distraction,

Reasons….not Excuses

for cryin out loud

I crumbled.

Asked myself to think twice and tossed doubts up out the door

Tell me I’m true

He spit in my face as I ate the pain, wet the straight lines with black ink-filled hearts and realized

I couldn’t PREACH no more

Tongue-tied, I couldn’t Sleep no more

Here lies a warranty at our fingertips…

Eviction!

Execution!

Expiration date on our front door

Damn, we’re not through the hardships, adjustments, infatuation

My innermost fears

I’ve got fears…

Hey, at least I feel

At least I feel

At least I can feel

I’ve got my rights, packed up my feelings

And put ’em aside

At least I can feel!

peace.provision.

 

 

Who is gonna be the first to say hello?

Indulged in pretense

To look for answers, outside of yourself

Indecisive

Transparent

Baby is gone.

I walked home to light a Camel

I tried closing my eyes to transport

Wake up to find myself elsewhere

Slow to absorb

Gave in to a life of Assurance

That’s what I call him…

 

Fragile, though

Suddenly, I feel liberated

As insanity placed me here with records to skip after verses have flipped to the other side

Well…I remain

Never mind, you have no limits

What can become?

 

I’ve got a lifetime to be an onlooker

You light me up outside

Fuse, anger in the lightest way

I’ve got hours on my heart in your presence

You are the audience of your auditorium

 

Is it hard to believe you are breathing?

This hiatus has lasted long enough

So I say, thoroughly, processed –

Exhausted, nostalgic of many travels

Wind down, but keep light shinin’

Get your struggles together

 

Substance remains

Love rewinds the truth to remind us to be joyous

Soul searching out for alternatives

Plan (2) bash a first instinct

 

Stick to my guns, mind is on square root –

Harmonious intuition

Speak through my youth

Came to spittin’ sunflower seeds and poems on my balcony

 

As we wait no more –

Deliverance….

Speak…

Diligently – weakness into specifics

I’m getting closer, natural aspirations

Love hard, work harder

Inheritance

 

A Poet’s Oath

I will write, undoubtedly…
Furiously!
As one who writes without forgotten
Purpose

I will sob, unconditioned and sob
Furiously!
As if it’s my right guaranteed
With a liquidated heart
And no longer reminisce emotionally

No longer limited, paraphrased and
Summarized

I will not indent
But break the periods from my sentences
Without room for lies

Unfiltered prevention
Creator undivided – freedom
One woman nation

Obligated to self – top priority
Seek no chances
Dare leave me in the dust
Without a J. Walk I will crawl
Trust my instincts or trust none at all

Left power undone
Art never unfinished
Conformity left my feet for a run

I will be silent – no more
Being to love again
Nothing else reassured
Outstretched and meditated
Proven in temptation to remain blessed
I endured…

Soothe me
Carve my clarity in stone

Painted, brushed the word “Restraint”
Upon the ceiling I am hanging on…

to Dear Life,
Doctor?

Thankful, In Deed

 

F___ It. Why not enroll in school

Wait,that’s more money to lose – I’ve got

enough to lose

Roof over my head, but I ain’t keepin’ busy

Without we, there is till an eye to see

Headaches and bruises

Envious of things to come true

Can you call this embrace a blessing?

Physically poor, internal wealth

Contradict Story

To be a beginning, in denial the more I skip in love

All shapes and prizes – I get a lot

….Got me cursing a lot

Dreamin enough… Can’t we all talk along the way down rather than upside down?

Improper balance, but a shoulder to rely on – glorifying

With a soul on hiatus

Console my construction to instruct my dreadful wishing

No more chances

Let the history end – hold me against a will to recede

Illness to succeed

Thankful, in deeds

To let my  heart breathe

And Time, I Neglect

Appreciate, or  There will be Days I regret

J.W.

A Bloomer’s Journey

Almost -

Almost

The way I hoped to live

Spittin’ lyrics back and forth to each one

Feel all wrapped up

Found myself within arms

Just as it never was before

A few things off my chest

To bloom in poetry

Mention the sense so I would be

Reminded what life really is

And not justified

We will get there

As once upon a time

Every one has a story to tell

Who made love to whomever this may concern

Through innocence

Righteously whom

To see the difference

Have you ever missed someone before?