Worst Critic

I’ve been posting for so long I can no longer tell if I’m good at what I’m doing. Hello? Anyone out there? I write these poems to share. To share how my life is going, What I’m thinking and feeling. When I read some these poems back, I’m unfamiliar with who wrote them. I noContinue reading “Worst Critic”

Before I Had the Language

Before I had the language to understand and articulate, I just had the feeling. I was twelve, sitting in my sixth-grade classroom, looking down at what I had written. These words seem to have come out of nowhere, like magic. I looked around the room and realized no one could tell how I was feeling.Continue reading “Before I Had the Language”

Power

Poetry that flows like water so natural as though it was always meant to be.I wrote this when listeningto a poet release a poem into the universe.They were speaking with ease and graceyet the power of their words spoke high volumes to those of us who listened.Their poem held truths about lifethat allowed the soul toContinue reading “Power”