future

We are the same person
I recognize me in you
A glimpse of my future
smooth chocolate skin with age but wrinkle free
peach bonnets
fingers that glisten with gold
and an old story I never told
a sigh of relaxation
As you settle into oblivion
dreams or reality
I never could decide
Do you still get high?
And cry at all the things you have
Do you still speak in the sweetest tones?
Are you filled with happiness when you think of the things you've experienced?
Has your compassion hardened like the bones of the earth
or do you still melt when someone needs your help
Oh Mrs. Daisey you're alright

haunted house painted yellow

A house full of bad energy

will push you out

you will find yourself in the street looking for anything

just to get away 

any excuse to be in the wilderness 

to step from behind the glass and breathe 

you will wonder how did I let this get so bad

to die a thousand times just to feel the pain to escape

the freeing moment of death

but even now your not ready for that moment

these feelings and thoughts manifest in the house

find your way out

before it's too late and the space claims you 

self healing prayer

God if your listening
if your with me now
I'm asking you for healing
To ease my body and my mind
I've exhausted my options
Set me on the path of least resistence
Heal the wounds of my lineage
Help the things I can't see
in my sisters and brothers
so young and fragile
where is this disease coming from
how can I let go of this pain
it's eating me from the inside out
And I know these doctors don't know what their talking about
So God if your listening
light my path
I looked down and realized I'm holding the candle
and I'm talking to myself

short talks

Wisdom can come in one word
an energetic connection of the mind
exactly what I needed to hear
 at the right time when our bodies collide
you came falling into my world
and uttered single word
giving me a power I didn't have before
Now it's up to me to show I'm listening

when am I a women?

I feel like a little baby women
just emerging from the water
in unfamilar surroundings
trying to stand and walk tall
I breathe you heavily
falling out of a snow globe
The picture gets more detailed
And your lips are made of tiny kaleidoscope molecules
I don't know where to go or who to be
so I asked my heart before each step
to guide me
 that way at the end of this journey I'll smile