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Find out what it means to me.
Actually, I’m still finding out, too.
I’ve made friends with bad habits like quitting early and cutting myself short.
I hang around with the idea of starvation, letting my stomach’s gurgling protests fall on ears closed tight, eyes fixed on an image that isn’t my body.
I let my to do lists build and…read more
I have dreamed forever about moving forward with my writing career.
There were many different times in my life that writing got me through the pot holes and broken hearts, but somewhere in between different life lessons started to dim my voice and little by little, I gave up and decided to take a different path. My college major was assigned and…read more
The year 2020 was one to remember and it’s one that I’ll never forget. The year 2001 was also one of those years between graduating high school, starting college two and a half hours away from the towers that collapsed on my TV screen within the first week of school. But, let’s get back to 2020 and how my mental health wasn’t the greates…read more
The last flower on the tree
sits proudly
waits patiently
feels lonely.
The breeze has been growing colder in the nights
And compared to August the sun shines not so warmly, nor so bright.
The flower knows that she will fall when the time is right
for all must make that journey towards the darkness from the light.
‘It’s…read more
Aww Autumn, This is such a beautiful and creative piece. I love it. I really felt some compassion and connection to the flower, as it could represent different cycles in our lives. Thank you for sharing. <3 Lauren
To a local bar we went with the intention of having a drink and blowing off some steam. at this point in time I was at the end of a bad relationship, and could have never imagined what lye await that night.
We walked in took a left and sat down. As we watched the bar stools like hawks, I noticed this good looking man out of the corner of my…read more
Wow! What a cool story ! Good on you that you went back in the bar and got him. The regret you would have felt by wondering “what would have happened”? is the worst. The “what if?” is a terrible feeling. Way to go Danielle. 😊
Hi Danielle. This is really good. Simple. Yet a few words can tell a total story sometimes. Very creative. Very nice to meet you. Hope you have a wonderful weekend
Thanks Jim! Figured I’d bring it back to the basics I remember writing these when I was in school when they first started teaching us about poetry I hope you enjoy reading some of my stuff!
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Im gonna read more for sure. That one I responded to hit home cuz my brother (way more creative than me) did two of those many years ago for my mom and dad. Basics, as you say. But says a lot. Eclectic? Daring ? Nice. Help me out tho. Neoteric? What’s that?
Hello all!
My name is Danielle and I’ve been writing since I was 10 yrs old “not professionally” But for me, for my sanity for me to understand me! for me to understand other people and for me to make sense of the world. It’s something that always came natural when there was trauma in my life. somewhere I could hide from everything and hear myself…read more
You’re perfect just the way you are.
Such a cliche that has made it thus far.
Who would I be without all the stigmas?
A sexy, fierce chick without bodies to count.
A million dollar female not asking for handouts.
Names of a breeder b**** or rag for bodily fluids will be silenced.
A deeper meaning to a survivor embedded.
Laying down my armor,…read more
Three steps forward, 10 steps back.
Why does it always seem that commodities I lack?
I strap that pack to my body and fix my crown.
For leaving a place of comfort never comes sound.
Leaping into a world so unknown, praying on an outcome better than my own.
Some think it’s trivial, yet a place so brutal can never be.
I opened up to social media, r…read more
A spirit bound within flesh.
I have become one in mesh.
A celestial being with utmost respect.
Shedding my light on the world as I bled and bled.
Gaining arrow after arrow in my back.
Never a helping hand do I lack.
Wishing a world full of peace and serenity.
Something that might not come unexacting for the ones who stepped on me.
Spreading…read more
Pain still trapped in my bones, looking up asking God why? He replied “you know those generational curses? Somebody gotta feel it, therefore you need to heal it.”
The trauma of my bloodline I refuse to allow to penetrate another four generations.
Spirit guides telling me that all I gotta do is keep sharing my truth and one day the people gon…read more
Some believe our journey began in 1619 but I know in my heart that we have always been a people of high esteem. Folks don’t like to be reminded that we were once kings and queens.
Farmers, warriors, mothers, and fathers. Praying to the gods and goddesses they worshiped to release their daughters.
Blindsided and attacked in exchange for guns, k…read more
From a young age, you were gifted and special and you didn’t even know it. At age 13, you wrote your first poem. While it was writing that rhymed, the one thing you didn’t know was that it was going to take you to places you never thought.
You spent your life loving sports, having a passion for it like no other. From basketball to foo…read more
The man understands life is a long road,
Driving down the highway to different paths.
Coming across forks in the road and having to make decisions,
Which road is the right one to take on our journey.
The journey is getting to where we want to be,
And sometimes we have to go a different route than others.
The roads will be full of bumps and…read more
I love the analogy and I love how you ended it “Sometimes the journey is longer than we expect it to be.
As long as we are able to keep driving the car,
Staying focused will allow us to embark on a long journey to greatness.” I fell like at some point or another we have all felt this and needed to hear this message. Thank you for sharing. <3 Lauren
Thanks so much Lauren, I appreciate it greatly! Life is a continuous journey of growth. Analogy poetry is something I love to write, it helps put life in perspective sometimes!
In 2020, when the world came to a complete stop and everyone was home and couldn’t do much, there was a lot of reflection and goal setting for me. I was 37 years old and still living with my mother and knew it was time to leave the nest.
Living in New York was not ideal for me (where I’m from and grew up) and I wanted to move to the west coa…read more
Have you been so comfortable with how your life is that the thought of doing anything else made you anxious? Well, that is me in a nutshell. The thought of changing anything in my routine freaked me out. I’m not saying I’m like squidward in the episode where he gets so annoyed with spongebob that he moves to a community where they…read more
Lost in a whimsical realm of ethereal shadows,
I find myself captivated, unable to escape this mesmerizing pandemonium.
Ensnared within a labyrinth of disheartenment and forsakenness,
The echoes of desolation reverberate through the very air I breathe.
From within me, arises an ardent yearning,
A desperate longing for a guiding star to emancipate…read more
Let me begin by expressing my deep concern and pondering over the path we have taken. It seems as though the memories of who I envisioned you to be have slipped away from my grasp. It’s as if I find myself trapped in a moment of profound sadness and confusion, finding solace only in the bittersweet realm of reminisce, where…read more