Tag: micro poems

• Rule

  

  Rules So much Depends onHow well one plays the gameTo be playedWin or lose

  Great Joy

  November 7, 2022

  My Poetry

  clarity, discipline, micro poems, My Poetry, poems, poetry, rules

• Sour Stomach

  

  Sour StomachWhat was saidswallowed upWhat was meantand i have eatenthe sorrow ofyour wordsnow i am full upwith bad feeling

  Great Joy

  August 16, 2022

  My Poetry

  broken-hearted, communication, micro poems, miscommunication, My Poetry, offense, painful words, poems, poetry, relationships, releasing offense, words

• Reset

  

  I WANT MY OWN CTL-ALT-DELSO THAT I CAN RESET—GET BACK INTO FACTORY SETTINGSAND START OVER…INSTEAD OF SITTING HERE, STUCKAND GRINDING AWAY INTHAT VICIOUS SWIRL OF DEATH…INSTEAD OF STANDING FROZENAND UNABLE TO MOVE FORWARD.

  Great Joy

  July 25, 2022

  My Poetry

  alt, control, delete, micro poems, My Poetry, poems, reset, Whatsoever Things Are Lovely

• Healing

  

  Folks talk quite a bit about triggers and trigger responses. This is what I envision when I hear those words. Trauma. Trauma response. Triggers. I see needles lost in haystacks. Stick pins dropped into the carpet, with me on my knees rubbing my hands along the carpet pile trying to find it before I step…

  Great Joy

  May 27, 2022

  My Poetry

  healing, micro poems, My Poetry, needle in a haystack, pain, poem, poems, trauma, triggers, wholeness

• Frozen

  

  Sometimes. Relationships—no matter how great they seem—will have you stuck in one place. Lack of movement is never good, never beneficial. It produces atrophy in the body, making you weak and consistently unable to maneuver. Isn’t that how toxicity works? Keeps you locked in place like ice trying to figure out how to be water…

  Great Joy

  May 23, 2022

  My Poetry

  cold, frozen, ice, micro poems, My Poetry, poems, toxic relationships, water

• Boundaries

  

  I almost forgot! I’d actually meant to “press” someone else’s work and forgot that I never actually did it; I had saved it, thinking I’d scheduled it instead. What I had meant to do was leave a little blurb on their original post before I shared it because to do otherwise seems rude to me,…

  Great Joy

  May 7, 2022

  My Poetry, These are my Confessions

  a real time change, boundaries, honest Christianity, life, marriage, micro poems, Motherhood, My Poetry, people pleasing, poems, setting boundaries, wife

• Classic

  

  A celebration of blackness, womanhood. And the intersection thereof. The word of God states that we are fearfully and wonderfully made (Psalm 139:4). More than just physical appearance, too, because only people focus on the outward, God has placed inside you a beautiful light. Once hidden and marred in the darkness of sin nature, it…

  Great Joy

  April 20, 2022

  Exhortation, My Poetry

  a life more beautifully lived, black but comely, black is beautiful, classic beauty, God’s love, Jesus Christ, micro poems, My Poetry