I’m not gonna take less so you can enjoy more.
This is the SMITTEN cover – a breathtaking collection of superb poetry by women for women. Please consider supporting this worthy project when SMITTEN is released this Fall and purchase a few copies. SMITTEN transcends the boundaries of gender and sex and is a collection about love that everyone can appreciate, as well as shining a much-needed light on the unforgettable bonds between women.
Oh, and a piece of mine was selected to be included in this collection of 120+ poets! 🙂 So proud to be a part of this wonderful anthology!
SMITTEN – This is What Love Looks Like – Poetry by women for women – an anthology of poetry published by Indie Blu(e) will be out OCTOBER 2019 and available through all good booksellers. Please consider following SMITTEN’s FB page at https://www.facebook.com/SMITTENwomen/
If you are interested in supporting this project in any way please contact me @ email@example.com. All LGBTQ projects are a little more challenging to succeed and we want the 120+ poets who have work in SMITTEN to be read by many! Indie Blu(e) and their submissions rules can be found at www.indieblu.net
OCTOBER 2019!! Stay tuned here for the release date.
The New Breed
women seen and heard
a force to be reckoned with
rising to the top
mankind had enough
a revolution begins
changes are coming
Only you can grant yourself strength.
Dig deep to show the world
you are the epitome of personal power.
Change your history.
Glorify your present
by overcoming your past.
Give your future
the best of you.
Watch how you rise.
I see you from a mile away.
Carbon copy of every douchebag
I’ve met before.
Incapable of honesty,
nor possessing any respect for me.
Your intention is only to satisfy yourself.
Your kind is done.
Don’t start with me.
I’m not your honey.
me down like I
just stole your favorite toy. Buh bye, man!
The fire in you warms me.
My coolness keeps you from burning to a crisp.
Manage my happiness!
But my needs are subject to your approval.
Navigating your ego is treacherous.
Peace and quiet, no conflict!
There’s no room for mine.
A legion of brave women – #metoo
It’s odd to feel alive again after someone’s death. But, actually, it’s kinda refreshing.
I’ve had my share of dysfunctional people in my life. The most troublesome ones from my past are dead now. Other relationships that have died over the years are also thankfully in my rearview mirror. But not before enduring a brief stint of anger and sorrow, of course.
It sounds morbid but here’s to making clean breaks and fresh starts with a death!
Seriously, the result of those losses turned into a renewal of me. The chaos was over, for sure. Peace! No more “What’s going to happen next?” along with no more drama, of any kind. There wasn’t anything more to fight over, feel guilt or shame about. No more tears of frustration or anger. It was over. I was facing my future my way from that point on. I got to say a final goodbye to the shit storm those relationships held over me.
I could breathe again, and more importantly, I could live.
Remnants of Merlot in my mouth.