The rush of wind against your skinThe freedom from it allTo be known To be feltah, you think you’ve found refuge ButThe ghosts will followBecause when you’re called, that is the freedomTen more -can you feel it?Only fifty more -can you taste it?Step off the scale and seewhat the world truly has to offerwhen youContinue reading “The Flight”
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You Me and the Universe
The way you sinkfrom underestimatingyour own power is humanbut ohthe way youmake oceans swellwith your strength to carry on.It makes bones chatterStrips me bareI am here to watch the tidesrise and fall.These visits in the dark,-reminders that lifeis meant to be felt.And oh how our souls knows this well.-Jayne
No Man is an Island
‘No Man is an Island’No man is an island entire of itself; every manis a piece of the continent, a part of the main;if a clod be washed away by the sea, Europeis the less, as well as if a promontory were, aswell as any manner of thy friends or of thineown were; any man’sContinue reading “No Man is an Island”
Who is James Baldwin?
James Baldwin according to The Poetry Foundation is a “novelist and essayist of considerable renown, [who] bore witness to the unhappy consequences of American racial strife.” James Baldwin wrote “Go Tell It on the Mountain, The Amen Corner, Notes of a Native Son, Nobody Knows My Name, The Fire Next Time, No Name in the Street, and TheContinue reading “Who is James Baldwin?”
A Spider in Your Palm
You’ve showed up. You’ve said yes. You’ve stood at the door and knocked asking for answersLooking for a way to rise above the person you were last year. You’ve done your work in secret and shared what you had with the world. Now, the healing comes. Rolling hillsThe eyes that switch and shift in darknessonlyContinue reading “A Spider in Your Palm”
You Are
To the human with feelings deeper than the ocean The beat of your heartthe silence between your lipsyour eyesit is Your high your lowyour in betweenit’s all let it come let it comesink sink deep into it -Saschia Johnson
Yin-Yangs
His mouth drips with I’m sorrysBlack teeth Rough tonguebitter with all times he should’velet goThe darkness comes with a nip a bite that’ll show you your own faceThat same face my fingertips slid down Shadows on the wall like colliding symbols spinning into one existence
Poem Share
I stumbled upon this poem that warmed my heart and awoke my inner child. I had to share it. The Land of Nod BY ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSON From breakfast on through all the day At home among my friends I stay, But every night I go abroad Afar into the land of Nod. All by myselfContinue reading “Poem Share”
Ovid’s Writing Life
One of my most favorite poets is Ovid. He was born into a prestigious family who expected him to be a lawyer or official. What intrigues me most about him is that he stepped away from all that and write poetry. He was hailed one of the greatest poets of his generation. What’s wild isContinue reading “Ovid’s Writing Life”
Heart Song
I admire her persistence and oh, how her howling soothes like the thumping inside my womb those vibrating drums birthed from her mouth I admire her persistence how these beats stretch across her howl The night twinkles bare, bare, bare, with dull blood Dance in her womb, crawl on your knees, eyes shut A mighty handContinue reading “Heart Song”
