Roots growing
from my feet
piercing
through the dirt
connected
at the core
with myself
and Mother Earth.
Responsibility
Heal
your
hurt,
let it
go
with Love.
sometimes
words wound
sometimes
silence
stings
Deja vu
glimpses
into the
could have beens
will nots
or
taste of our
parallel lives.
Focus
The goal
and distraction
will equally
fight
for your attention.
Dinner date
Ate dinner with a side
of poetry
conversed with
the ideas on the page
full
from the words
and food
on my plate
solitude
Slowly starting
Saturday
with soulful sounds
sipping
Café Bustelo
and a side
of singing
90s R&B
His love
is smooth
like
the sun
dipping
into the
ocean
during a
sunset
Strokes of time
your life
is your
canvas,
slowly
create your
masterpiece
Changes
Fly away
baby bird
from the
comfort
of your
nest.
