About Me, The Poet

I am a human. I am a black girl, who loves God. I’m able to walk on two feet and speak about my ideals and ideas. I’m blessed to be alive.

I am constantly learning and thinking of new insightful “food for thought” to share.

I love nature and all beautiful things (and some not so pretty things too). I believe that life is a matter of interpretation and I’m grateful to be able to see, hear and experience it all.

My interests in books vary but naturally, since I am a poetic kind of girl, I gravitate towards poetry and philosophy. I do enjoy a good mystery drama. As a newfound hobby, I have been buying lots of gardening books lately. They are mesmerizing as well as informative. I am a reader of anything that sparks my imagination to stay motivated in my pursuit of knowledge and happiness.

I am a writer of quirky and spiritual things. I am proud to be a newly published author. I write because it frees my mind of so many words that are fighting to be released. I am at peace with what I write about. My book is a collection of my sense of the world and its unique possessions. I am passionate about my book’s contents.

I know that everyone has a story to tell and I enjoy sharing and swapping tales. My notebook is a necessity to me and a special friend that holds precious meaning. If we were to be departed ( my notebook and me) I’d be torn to pieces.

“BIG MAMA”

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Big Mama held a wealth of information: historical data, secrets, prayers, recipes, antidotes, wives tales, and guidance. She also dished out punishment if you didn’t obey the house rules. Big Mama was held in the highest esteem… respected and sometimes feared. When Big Mama spoke, everyone listened. No matter what, Big Mama was the Matriarch, a true Pioneer! If Big Mama told you to get her slippers, then boy, you had better hop to it or get popped. She wouldn’t slap you… she just gave you the death stare. Even when Big Mama got tired, she sang the blues and kept moving. When Big Mama got sick, she took care of everyone else. But when Big Mama became sick and tired, she moaned quietly into her nap. Big Mama was happiest when she talked to the Lord. She would clap loudly at church because she was happy. One day, Big Mama drifted off with a smile on her face because she knew that she would proudly- rest in the hands of her Savior. Heaven became a richer place with Big Mama and all of her spunk and wisdom.

My Big Mama’s hugs and kisses are dearly missed. We Love You…

 

A S.M.A.R.T. Start

Have you lost your manners? Oh no… What would your elders say? Adults need to remember the lessons that were taught, and is still being taught in grade school. Behavior is learned. Good conduct should have first, been instilled at home. We were both educated academically and socially. We were all given the rules of life: manners and etiquette. Most of us, were given the tools of the trade to get along with others. These qualities  include street smarts and common sense. Maintaining a positive attitude and behaving in a respectful way, can only be beneficial for everyone. This will lead to positive growth and wealth. Be kind to others and become civilized contributors to society. Worry about yourself and mind your own business. Focus on you and work towards your best interests. Then help out your fellow neighbors. If everyone adhered to being SMART, the world would be a nicer and peaceable place to thrive.

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