Category: #Poetry
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Keep Your Gills to Yourself (A Hilarious Tale of Mouthy Fish and Talkative Humans)
Even a fish wouldn’t get into trouble if it kept its mouth shut— but humans? Oh, we dive right in, mouth first, blabbering our way into awkward parties, accidental confessions, and the unemployment line. A riotous poetic journey through oversharing, silence, and why parrots are smarter than we think.
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The Breath That Moves the Waters
Spirit of God in the clear running water, you move not in thunder alone— but in the hush of rivers, in the rising of trees, in the surrender of all things to something greater than themselves.
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Where the Wind Finds Her
She sits on her balcony—not waiting, not needing— just letting the wind touch her like memory, and rewrite her stillness into peace. The world moves, but for a moment, she simply breathes.
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Let Beauty Persist, Even When the World Burns
When the world collapses under its own weight, let beauty not be the first to go. Let it sing through the smoke, bloom in the ruins, and remind us that grace is not weakness— but resistance.
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To Love and Let Go
To love what can leave. To hold what can die. To let go without flinching— this is how we live, bravely, in a world built on vanishing things.
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Left Turn
At the intersection, I could go right and head home— but turning left would take me into a story that didn’t want to be safe, into a version of me not yet born. I turned left— and everything familiar dissolved into wonder.
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Let Me Be More Than a Name
When you label me, you stop listening. You paste a summary over a novel still being written. Let me be inconvenient and worthy, confusing and holy— more than your comfort zone, more than a name.
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The Price of Waking
Awareness cuts like a blade. It severs comfort, exposes the cage, but grants you the one thing illusion never could— yourself.
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The Song, The Gossip, The Love
A song is never just a song once it finds a wound to echo in. She hummed it through heartbreak, through gossip that carved her into a rumor, through the fire of a love that took more than it gave. This is a poem about remembering, unraveling, and rising again— through melody, myth, and the…
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Precious Stones from You
Your letters are not just ink on paper; they are treasures— gems mined from the depths of your soul, delivered to me with the weight of love, to be cherished like rare stones dug from the golden earth of Burkina Faso.
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