Maya carried fire in her
Throat.
And elegance in her traverse
The kind of woman who
Could
Burna truth into the world
And still leave the room
Sensing like grace.
She didn't raise her voice-
She raised her standards,
Made people checked themselves
Before they nudged her name.
Her words walked in heels,
Her presence walked in purpose,
And her silence
Could humble a whole
Assembly
Without breaking a sweat.
Maya taught us
That class isn't softness-
It's Discipline,
It's dignity,
It's knowingwhen to speak
And when to let your legacy
Do the talking.
She lit fires
Without burning bridges,
Told truths
Without losing poise,
And rose
Without stepping on
Anyone
Who wasn't trying to hold
Her down.
And me?
I honor her every time I write
With backbone and polish,
Everytime I let my fire
Show
Without it scorch my class.
This is my ode-
Street rooted,
Fire forged,
Class carried-
To Maya Angelou,
The woman who proved
That rising
Is an art form.
Jesus is the holy one.
In his name the demons Run.
In his name we are saved by no other name is there salvation.
Praise Jesus for all the dark days.
Praise Jesus for every tear shed because he is Great.
Save us Oh Lord from our sinful ways.
This body of mine is unclean but I pray, may your blood wash me white as snow.
Thank you Jesus for visions of great things and times you stayed with me.
I remember walking the streets on my death march hoping for an end.
You were there Lord I felt your breath on my back pushing me forward knowing You are God with me.
Praise Jesus for trusting me with his words.
Mercy to me Jesus I beg keep me from my evil ways and darkness.
Change my body into one worthy of being in your presence Lord Jesus have mercy on me an Evil one.
Praise You Jesus for everything you have done in my life.
You have given me so much mercy help us all, Help Glenda my new friend stay with her tonight and protect her.
Lord Have mercy on us all protect us all from ourselves
Lord I praise you for teaching me to be better today.
Lord please keep us all safe from evil and temptation and let us know your grace love peace and mercy.
Is he a MOUNTAIN like Whitney or Everest, rising strong and tall,
high above the landscape, watching and warning of dangers?
I think yes.
Is he an OCEAN like Atlantic, Indian, or Pacific, whose waves
keep coming to the shores ever so consistently and receding,
only to return again?
I think yes.
I also think that he is like a FAITHFUL RIVER, flowing with force
and favor with life and energy for all of us.
I also see him like a DAM who refuses to break: and he's so
well constructed to release faith, hope, and love to all those
down stream.
He's like a WALL of DEFENSE, shielding and protecting from
any and all enemies.
He's a WARRIOR, pulling down strongholds with the prayer
weapons of his warfare.
He's a LANDMARK, displaying the value of things
unchangeable and unmovable.
And last but not last, he's a GENTLE STREAM, flowing
with waters so divinely pure and crystal clear.
Just give me the room now.' Be it ever so small
And crowded as anything.' Spilling into the hall..All because an Elephant entered
And stayed? we were told only for just 'two
Weeks.' As violins they played; But that
Was six years now gone.' And the feaces and food.! Are a great tax to shoulder' i hope you'll not think me rude.'? As i shout, Loud and clear;
Its a small space
YOU FAT ELEPHANT..! that it might dissapear.? Back into the tv? Or radio
Perhaps? And folks, i'll not be sorry for my
Actions..No not at all, that thing is just
real plain
stubborn..Someone must make the call.!
Investments
By Dustin Branum
8/27/26
When I'm drunk
Will you drive for me?
When I'm high
Will you think for me?
When I'm right
Will you stand for me?
When I'm lost
Will you look for me?
When I hate
Will you love for me?
When I'm damned
Will you pray for me?
When I hurt
Will you feel for me?
When I'm sad
Will you smile for me?
When I'm broke
Will you pay for me?
When I'm hungry
Will you kill for me?
When I live
Will you die for me?
When I die
Will you cry for me?
I would for you..
i see you
butterflies, loyal endeavor, gathering pollen
birds delirious in the delight of flight
clouds autonomous to wander in the wonder
rainbows magically appear, silently vanish
wheat swaying in the wind's caress
irises erect in the day's glory
cat balanced on a picket fence
bound for a night's glory
streams wandering in purpose
seeking their greater destination
without a worry in any ripple
rocks giving them song
as the heavenly feathered join in tune
rising upwards the slopes
from valley to mountain's end
harboring meadows of serenity
the sunflower's gaze never leaves
the path of light
where wander fawn and dove
was this not at peace
in the garden they speak of
the metaphors within it all
articulate it well
i see you
life is a miracle
worthy of an attitude of gratitude
i hear that in a baby's cry
i see you
i walk with you
i love you
you are the promise
within Creation's breath
Unambiguous in its cosmic Exhalation
Oregon 9/20/26
For my sweet Claire, Caedon, Colton, and Scarlett
This for you is a promise ring –
let me tell you what it means.
A reminder that you are always loved –
no matter how hard life may seem.
That I love you, and so do others –
that your love that your best and your worst.
And you love to love just as much as I do –
but please promise to love yourselves first!
These rings that I made mean forever –
(forever) have your own space in my heart.
And forever I'll always be with you –
Yes, that's even when we're far apart.
Now lastly I give you this symbol [Vegvisir] –
(which is) a promise all in its own.
No matter how lost you may find yourself –
That you will always find your way home!
I love you SO much! Never ever forget! Love, Mommy
(And Aunt Chelsea)
Futile flippant,
rules and obscure,
mousetrap pitfalls,
scurrilous lure,
to faze green novice,
unsuspecting candidate,
contestant sworn to zeal,
might pause when enjoined,
to allow one’ s muse,
lithe elastic scope,
supple latitude,
without reckless reign,
or barren folly,
however cunning ploys,
lay-by lurk dithers,
yet without prior notice,
draws, dupes, deceives,
but these are caveats,
when stricture is,
shrouded in vague,
plumes of hazed,
thin veiled hair-split,
one stumbles
and fumbles over,
whilst glazed glance,
skips blindly over,
cues, clues, clause,
tip-offs to
shady motives,
motifs! ulterior.
I stepped out yesterday,
with no money for food,
no money for rent.
Only a T-shirt, jeans, and shoes,
that's enough, I told myself.
In my bag, my laptop,
my copies, my pen.
I am writing two things now,
one book, Always Go Up,
and one novel about my life.
I have nothing in my hands,
but I have a dream in England,
to become a PhD doctor.
I don't know how I will pay,
I don't know how I will eat,
but I know I will make my dream come true.
Unfold the threads that braved the storm and sun,
The frayed and faded red, the starlight blue,
Its watch is kept, its noble duty done,
Returned from distant seas where freedom grew.
No longer raised to catch the morning air,
Nor guard the quiet dark with loyal keep,
We gently fold the seams with silent care,
And yield the cloth to honorable sleep.
Let gentle embers take the sacred weave,
As burning threads ascend in quiet grace;
No cause for bitter tears or hearts to grieve,
For honor leaves an everlasting trace.
Though vanished from the halyard to the sky,
Its spirit lives in dreams and that never die.
From childhood
To adulthood
Many things we faced
Before we overcome
Emerging who we are today
Some mistakes
We don't want to repeat
Because it keeps us in the pit.
Mistake repeated
Are lessons forfeited
Mercy after forgiveness
Is not useless
All we practiced
Because we ain't perfect
Rapid growth our goals
Always finding a way to be on top
We don't want to be
A result of our society
Because it comes with insults
Standing out wasn't easy
But we always hold
Tight to our dreams
Steadily believing even when
The odds are against us
That one day we'll triumph.
No matter how many tears I cry
They'll never be enough
'Cause the days without you were splendidly tough.
It hurts my heart to the core
I can't wear that surface smile anymore
'Cause my wounds are still sore.
Till this day I admire you
-Like a ship to its crew.
Little one, you may never have known me,
but I’ve loved you since the day you were born.Though time and distance keep us apart, my heart was always with you,
in every step, in every tomorrow.
I was a woman who lived with love,
and my greatest joy was my family.
Your smile, your laughter, your future
were dreams I carried long before you arrived. Even though I couldn’t hold you in my arms, I held you in my heart — always.
I may be gone from this world,
but my love for you will never fade.
I watch over you from Heaven,
with a heart full of pride, as you grow, learn, and become the man
you are meant to be.
Be kind, be strong, be true,
and never forget how loved you are.
You carry a piece of my soul,
and I’ll always be your biggest cheerleader, from above.
Life may have taken me from your side,
but it could never take the love I have for you. You are my grandson, my forever joy,
and I will always be with you —
in every moment, in every dream, in every heartbeat.
Love always,
Your Nana ??
By Shawn Muñoz
A DEDICATION TO MY GODSON CARLETON
What can I say, when I received news that you
had gone to be with our Lord.
I called you, but you didn’t respond.
I asked our Lord many times to make a change
in your life, but I didn’t expect this.
My only hope was that I was a good influence
in your life, and that you felt you could depend on me.
I hate to see you go this way, but it seems
to have been the only
choice, if you can call it a choice.
I will miss you terribly.
So long, my dear Carleton.
I will always love you.
Look within your heart and,
You will realize the beauty,
You have always had.
Listen to your heart and soul,
Because that will tell you,
Every thing you need to know.
Ignore the background noise,
People who don't understand,
Will just say things, that don't matter.
With one look I feel you,
Are the heart in my soul.
Your eyes show me everything,
That your heart is not saying.
My heart only beats for you.
I reach for your hands,
Saying, Please don't go,
When I see the tears in your eyes,
As you take me in your arms,
Saying only one word, Home.
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