11/30 to be a dreamer (National Poetry Month Challenge)

11/30 to be a dreamer (National Poetry Month Challenge)

when your dreams are so big they seep into the daylight
sometimes it’s hard to sleep
stay grinding
stay hustling
stay working
stay moving
stay sister, daughter, cousin, auntie, friend
and hold a spot for lover, mother, wife
this life is not for that faint of heart

to be a dreamer…
burning that midnight coconut oil
(cause hair gots to stay fly)
don’t lose sight of your goals, girl
you smile
you cry
you pray
you laugh
you scream
there’s always room at the bottom

…but that top is mean

when your dreams are so big they seep into the daylight
sometimes it’s hard to sleep.

la.

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10/30 balance. (National Poetry Month Challenge)

10/30 balance. (National Poetry Month Challenge)

So as you can see, I’ve feel far from grace on this month’s poetry challenge. 10 out of 30 on the 27th of the month is rather disgraceful. Buuuuttt, I’ve been sooo busy with my full-time, and then my internship, and then my ministry, and then… well, just life! Hence, the following haiku for my 10/30 piece:

10/30 balance

too far to the left
or maybe the right, balance
was always my thorn.

haiku.

9/30 – no I didn’t forget (National Poetry Month Challenge)

I’m playing catch up, it happens….

9/30

There is a quiet kind of courage in knowing when to quit
When losing all hope is not really a loss at all
And the idea of holding on a moment longer is worse than the fear of actually failing.
A peace as tranquil as a Sunday morning in redirecting your thoughts from ‘why me’ to ‘why not me’
And understanding yes, sometimes bad things do happen to good people.
Sorry.
There’s a certain sliver of solace in agreeing
you’re better off without him
(even if that’s not actually so)
Cause at some point you must live in the now and not the what if
And revel in the strength that some girls don’t get happily ever afters
Just happily you’ve got you
And it’s at that moment, that aha-waiter-taste-my-soup moment,
That quiet kind of courage kicks in and reminds you that you are and have always been enough.

8/30 the barrel of a gun : Brazil, day 2 (national poetry month challenge)

8/30 the barrel of a gun: Brazil, day 2

So this is what it’s like to look down the barrel of a gun
I kinda always wondered how that felt
(but not really)
They say your whole life flashes before your eyes
(but not really)
More so just what’s more important:
the contents of your bag or the contents of your life
(It’s probably not even loaded)
But really can’t afford to take that chance
“Da-me sua bolsa.”
Amazing how I understand that ever so fluently:
MasterCard
Cash
Keys
Cell phone
Lip gloss
(That cell phone is really gonna hurt)
“Não, seu telefone também…”
Did I say that out loud? Must’ve, he heard me…
Bags gone.
He’s gone.
But… I’m still here.
So this is what it feels like to look down the barrel of a gun
I’ve always kinda wondered how that felt
(But not really).

7/30 Let’s Play a Game (National Poetry Month Challenge)

7/30 Let’s Play a Game (National Poetry Month Challenge)

7/30

Let’s play a game of who can make who smile the most
and I’m not quite sure who I want to win
as long as I’m playing with you.

Let’s play a game of who can make who laugh the hardest
I make a mean squinty-eyed, tongue out, duck lips, kissy face
and I doubt you have what it takes to resist it
but I’ll even let you go first.

And let’s play a game of please don’t make me cry
well only the good tears (you can make me cry the good tears)
but even that’s iffy cause some don’t seem to know the difference
or get it confused, so I’m trusting you…

How about the game called catch me if I fall
which is hard for me to do but Lord when I do
it’s hard and sincere and all the way
but if you play this one right,
we both win.

 

6/30 – Poetry on the brain (National Poetry Month Challenge)

6/30 – Poetry on the brain (National Poetry Month Challenge)

So yes, I know… I’ve been slacking on my posting. Trust me, I have been thinking about posting – does that count for anything? No? I didn’t think so. Well I’ve been swamped! Between my day job and my many outside jobs, ya girl has been moving non-stop… which pretty much sums up my 6/30 haiku. I’ll update everyone on my other goings ons in a later post, but for now enjoy this haiku. Can anyone relate?? 🙂

6/30

Sometimes poetry
Fills my head so much that I
Can’t seem to write it.

Haiku.

 

xoxo,
La.

5/30 failure vs success (National Poety Month Challenge)

5/30 failure vs success (National Poety Month Challenge)

So this week has been hectic. Really hectic. And I have so many things I want to write about, and I will. But since I’m starting to fall behind in my 30/30 poetry challenge, I’ll drop this haiku right fast and explain more later in another blog post.

5/30

failure can be bad
but so can success when it
comes at the wrong time.

haiku.

xoxo,
La.