Rain slowly seeps into my soul
Gathering gently at my pores
Slowly wandering, searching
for any life of creativity
A blank canvas awaiting a
stroke of color
Coloring out of bounds
No Lines, boarders,
or limitations
With only the power of a
pen. Control is given over
Free falling endlessly
repeatedly
No longer the beholder

-A Black Girl Untold

The naive nonsense
Of green lush forests,
Going up into glacial arid mountains
Is worth any sense.

This is a day,
And, as a day,
It is today.

As river is to sea,
Life is to death.
24/5/2020

On the skywalk

I saw
Two men greet
Each other with smiles
On the crosswalk

I saw
A young man and young woman
Holding hands
On the sidewalk

I saw
An old man
Cradling a baby girl
On the boardwalk

I broke
From my pause
On the skywalk

The values of our relationships
and the commitment to our virtues
inspire and open our eyes.

When I asked you what your name was
You replied and said, “It’s Love”
Then I asked you what your song is
You then sang the song of a dove
Please chirp to me your fancy
Make me rock to your lullaby
Flap with wings that dance free
So we can sing that Love does fly.

Tip toeing around the sun
Silence so peaceful
Graceful sails into summer

My pen is dripping
from my heart and soul,
hoping to grow
a bit more beautiful
each day.

Serene words
are like good seeds
planted in the mind.
Watered by the smile
that will bloom for miles.