To Be Free, a poem

Sometimes, we just need to be free to be ourselves.

Finding Myself, a poem

Everyone wants to be their own hero.

Where We Have Failed

There is so much division in the world. If only we could get past the differences and see how much we actually have in common.

I Won’t Leave You Alone, a poem

  I whispered in the silent moments, when no one else was brave to speak I wanted people to know - I knew they were there. Often, in the shadows they would stand quietly, hands in their pockets, head down, holding their worn, uncomfortable smile for fear someone would notice that they were all alone.…

Poem: Desperate to be Acknowledged

Every once in a while, (okay, probably more often than that) I find an image that really speaks to me.  I hope you enjoy...     Desperate to be Acknowledged   It is the well-hidden secret, the palpable breath upon your neck, the steely gaze of the oppressor, its sunken truths are visible - for…

Poem: For Words are Powerful Things

  I learned to hide from an early age, not behind mother’s skirts, or father’s towering stature, there was no safety there. Instead, I clung to the shadows blending into the background praying that I could remain unseen and unheard, though my soul desired to be understood. All I could wonder – “Can anyone see…

Portraits Poetry Series #77: Beauty Where You Least Expect It

In case you haven’t been here before, I love writing prompts – whether a list of words, one word, or even an image. With these posts, I have written poems specifically about paintings and I hope, with my words, you see the scene just as visibly in your heart and mind as if you had…

When a Dear Friend Touches Your Heart: She (a poem)

  She She stands tall. She wears an unwavering smile, for though sometimes uncertain, she is willing to brave the unknown for beauty lingers beneath her breaths and she cannot help but notice your smile all the encouragement needed to unleash her kindness her fragrant scent of unabash'ed love and acceptance swirling among the dusky…

You Never Lose Your Luster, a poem

If there is anything I could ever hope to tell you, it would be, "Don't doubt your value.  Be certain of it."  Sumyanna   You Never Lose Your Luster   Let love be whispers set adrift upon the wind. I see you I see you and you are not alone. Let not the chatter of…

Portraits Poetry Series #70: The Absence of Relevance

In case you haven’t been here before, I love writing prompts – whether a list of words, one word, or even an image. With these posts, I have written poems specifically about paintings and I hope, with my words, you see the scene just as visibly in your heart and mind as if you had…