FEATURED COLUMN: TRANSFORMATION MATTERS
Fiery Eye Candy
Red apple
Sitting on the sand
A beach of a million grains.
You stare out at the vast ocean
Salt water
White caps
Crashing waves forever
Rolling over,
Spreading puddles,
Moving water
Into porous...
Flight Wings of Kindness on Route to Dallas Love
As I stepped into the airplane, I greeted the flight attendants with a bright, “Good Morning!” A female flight attendant quickly engaged with me...
You Can Come Through
Three practices anchor my life after living through childhood into adulthood traumas. You can come through! CLICK HERE TO TELL YOUR STORY VIA REALVOICES 360°
Seek Not
This place within
Bowing humbly to
The bigness of
Grace.
What is this grace
Hollowing out
Past mistakes
Fingers tensely gripping
A cold steel pen of
Hot shame
Scribbling
Who you thought
You were
Never meant to...
Savoring
You feel like deep acceptance,
Right down into the roots of things,
Connecting
Reaching, touching dirt, rocks, heat underneath
Hidden places, naked to the shrouded gaze.
You weave yourself...
Love Sits Silently
Love sits silently with you.
Love, a plush blanket wrapped
Woven inside,
All around your despair,
The chill of hopelessness.
Love holds you in its comforting lap
As you wail,...
Grandma Hope
They called you
The little round nurse.
Convinced you’d be
An old maid.
Brave visionary,
Pioneer
Defying limiting labels,
Living beyond beliefs of
Family, culture,
Society, world.
You courageously wrote
Letters to the Editor
Urban paper...
Nature’s Momentary Puppet
A brown leaf
Wind dancing
On an invisible thread
Waiting for its moment to finally
Be utterly freed for
Earth's gravity.
Crunchy enough for crumbling,
Light enough for lilting left, right,
Camouflaged...
Shame, Blame, and Tomato Soup Stain
I’m in middle school walking down the halls, lockers slamming. Wearing my favorite navy-blue corduroy overalls with flare bottoms, a purple long-sleeve top, I...
If a Rainbow Could Talk
I appear seeming magically
Wearing
My refracted, misty gentle red, yellow,
Green, purple, blue hues
Mysterious
Am I a pristine rupture from
Mother Earth?
Or a visual illusion,
Rays...
