Dear Graduates
I feel so disastrous, then how is it I sing?
Might it be my surroundings, these graceful youth-filled souls
Maybe that it’s this One Time, these dapper-Dan’s and Gals
The cotton-candy low-sun skies and promising new lives
Despite the struggles of this year, which brought fourth omni-tears
Farewell, hello, dear graduates, our hearts tethered despite
Blueridge Jaw: A Haiku
So pretty you wish
The liar had been ugly
He wasn’t, was he?
Past Time: Her Haiku
Fuck this very zoo
Where captivity drives you
To regret your eyes
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Consecrated Girl
Born for a time such as this
You have been called up
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Equal in this pen
Harken back now to the days
‘fore you suffered snakes
Original Inspiration Credit:
“The determination of thy will shall be yielded to thy husband, and he shall rule over thee.”
– Genesis 3:16
“[F]or if you remain silent at this time…you and your family will perish…who knows but that you have come to your royal position for such a time as this?”
– Esther 4:14
Midnight Vows

More Sure

Original Thought Credit: Tasha Cobbs Leonard, “I’m Getting Ready”
Shut-up, Stranger
Sixth-sense brushes with the Supernatural
Celebratory tinnitus signaling soon-to-arrive portals
And I feel aglow
For, what I’d failed to recognize
All those years
The Stranger and her offspring wished to silence me
Instead, I bravely shout from the rooftops each day
Renewed
What I used to fear, I ride out now, breathe easy and know
Answers are on their way
Justice is coming like a freight train
Roguing
Ripped from her victory garden
With promises of Roses & Violets
Sugar & Sweet compliments
Tiny poems as pollen
Soon left alone, till in hand
Thistle seed as some parting gift
So goes love to life
Roguing now, she
Mothering nature
In the early Spring sun
Blamed, but cultivating, still
Perseus & Me: A Haiku
Closed my eyes to see
Broad daylight, which God ordained
That mystified me
I’m hurting today
Has my song struck out