Prevail

Here I am,
just existing.

Clock in, Clock out,
each day like the last –
mundane.

Not a smile nor wince
across this surface.
Until…

The light was uncovered,
in the labyrinth midst
luminously  shining.

Each day a new feat,
bringing with it
a cheerful glee.

Here I am,
living.


 

Social Media

Day in day out,
I spend time scrolling through
other people’s thoughts.

Secretly spying into their
daily life, like a reality show.

Some ‘ooo’s’ and ‘awww’s’
said aloud.

An occasional ‘like’, share,
or comment expressing
those undying thoughts.

Debating if I’d succeed better,
with all platforms instead
of just the Twitter.


What do you think? Is investing in all social media platforms really worth it? Should I stick to Twitter? Should I start an Instagram? Let me know your thoughts!

Those Days

Ever have those days when,
you don’t want to move,
you just need a hug.

Ever have those days when,
you want to be alone,
you need to coupe.

Those days will end when,
you light the candle,
you find the hidden sun.

Those days will turn into
love, hope, and happier days.


I have those days when I don’t want to move or when I’m down right exhausted. Its sometimes challenging to get work done in a timely manner. You’ve just got to remember that they don’t last forever. A good thing to keep in mind was best said, “Don’t strive for progress, not perfection.” -Unkown

Just Blink

Breathe life into each moment.

Live without any regrets.

Inspire those around,

Nourish those ideas,

Knowing that life is precious.


This Micro poem was inspired by The Daily Post prompt: Blink

Snow Day

Do you hear that?

The sound of snow falling,
landing gently.

Laughter that echos
through the trees.

Birds chirping as they
scour for food.

I hold my mug tight,
as I listen to peace.


Its snowing, a weather phenomenon that is still rather breath taking when it arrives. Yes, it dampers life a bit but brings such beauty. Enjoy a little piece of my Snow Day down below.

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2018 Goals

I thought 2016 was a big year for me, 2018 is a whole different ball game. I’m graduating again! I’m quite involved and busy in my normal day to day life. During the last half of 2017 I realized somethings that I really could have improved on, thus giving me goals to aim for in 2018. I’m not calling this my New Years Resolution because let’s face it many of us don’t keep those. Also, by posting it on this blog I’m able to keep myself accountable.

  1. Make 52 new recipes (roughly 1 recipe per week). I love to cook and I’ve gotten into a rut cooking the same meals in a rotation. This will help me gain cooking skills, try new foods, and most of all appreciate food on another level.
  2. Post on here 108 times (roughly twice per week). I’ve neglected this beautiful blog I’ve nurtured for quite some time. Its best I give it life again. It won’t focus on strictly poetry more like whatever content I can prepare for the week.
  3. Get my LLC by May or August. I have 6 years experience in fundraising and I’d hate for all of this to go to waste once I start working as a behavioral therapist. This is one way to earn extra cash and keep my experience going.
  4. Explore my city with my camera once a month. I live in a metropolitan city which is roughly home to over 1 million people. I’d say I’ve only explored maybe 1% since I moved here mid 2012. It’s time to see what treasures this city holds.

Do you have any goals? Are your goals Specific Measurable Achievable Realsitic Timely?
If so, share them in a comment below. Don’t forget to like this post!

Everything but Realistic

Here I sit pondering,
what will come next.

57% of homeless kids spend one day a month
without food.

I was homeless my first years,
I still remember.

83% of children live in
a single parent household.

I lived with my two brothers
and mother for 18 years.

35.6% of those households,
are poor.

I was the kid who worried about
where my next meal will
come from.

36.4% of children/young adults
graduated with a college degree.

I graduated with a B.S. and soon
a Master’s.

What the statistics don’t show,
is the drive many have,
to beat the odds.

Realistically, I shouldn’t have
succeeded. With the odds,
clearly stacked against me.

Here I am living the dream.


The stats were from Covenant house and Single Mother Guide, 2016 U.S. Census Bureau.