Bullied, but not Victim

A kid gets known asthe class act forfallingdownwith perfection,gets called clumsyand classmates searthat adjective on his soullike an unforgivable sin.He does not seethe others withscarred knees like him.Understand,his kind are toobusy staringattheground,hoping not to stumble,too afraid to failto notice or worse,be seen....more

The Secret

The topic of the month at NaBloPoMo is Poem and the question of the day today is "What was the first poem you ever memorized?" This easy as I have written about it before. Somewhere in my piles of junk I even have the copy I memorized off of. I stressed and stressed over the thing but I did it. I'm not even sure what class or age I was but it had to be somewhere between the ages of 7 and 9. I loved the thing because it was about the Robin, one of my favorite birds. This is a really sweet childhood poem....more

Last Night I Stood In The Rain

Last night I stood in the rain; Hard and wet and stinging my skin; Collecting at the tips of my lashes;Waiting to be rain again. This morning I rose to pools of shame,Windows reflecting years of my hurting.Collecting, running, drifting, lingering;Birds mocking, a cocophanous pang....more

NaBloPoMo April Day 1:Reading Poetry (Lyrics are Poems)

So, one of the assignments we did for our Speech/Public Speaking class was doing a reading of a lyric or poem. This seemed to cause a great deal of consternation for one of my classmates, an older man of late middle age and “dudebro” demeanor. He did the thing where you cannot wrap your mind around the concept of the assignment and there for everything about it is stupid....more

Your Words

I read your words,     delicately laced with warmth and beauty...     smart and innovative, building success upon success...     quirky and bizarre, so funny they make me giggle-snort...     wise and comforting as a loving older sister I read your words,     painting pictures real enough to be touched...     nurturing empowerment and possibility...     summoning emotions surprising in their strength I read your words,     thoughts, heart, and life generously shared... ...more

You are who you are for a reason

YOU ARE WHO YOU ARE FOR A REASON.YOU'RE PART OF AN INTRICATE PLAN.YOU'RE A PRECIOUS AND PERFECT UNIQUE DESIGN,CALLED GOD'S SPECIAL WOMAN OR MAN.YOU LOOK LIKE YOU LOOK FOR A REASON.OUR GOD MADE NO MISTAKE.HE KNIT YOU TOGETHER WITHIN THE WOMB,YOU'RE JUST WHAT HE WANTED TO MAKE.THE PARENTS YOU HAD WERE THE ONES HE CHOSE,AND NO MATTER HOW YOU FEEL,THEY WERE CUSTOM-DESIGNED WITH GOD'S PLAN IN MIND,AND THEY BEAR THE MASTER'S SEAL.NO, THAT TRAUMA YOU FACE WAS NOT EASY.AND GOD WEPT THAT IT HURT YOU SO;...more
I like this, Kat. We all need picked up from time to time and I hope this helps someone else, ...more

Duck and Cover

It’s 2:30am, and we’d been sleeping sound,When your voice bubbled up and began to surround. You may not know this, but you are almost One,And, hey, silly girl, this crap should be done. You gnawed on some pizza, then you fell asleepAnd here in this house we heard not a peep, ‘Til your tiny mouth opened and started to shriekSo right about now, I just can’t help but freak. We moved you around so you slept all aloneGave you a place you could call your own ...more

The planet is in need you see

My sweet niece, who I call the Good Kid Gone Green made her first appearance on my site in August with her newsletter titled “How much do you really know about global warming?”...more

A New Dawn

Renee RobinsonA New Dawn The sun stopped shining one fateful day When all hope seemed to be swept away Like a flash of lightening the news came Thundering down, my life forever changed Forced to walk down a long dark path ...more
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