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Poem “Resolution” – and an update of sorts

I affirm that I am on the path to reach my goals. My goals as a writer couldn’t be obtained until I obtained stability. I have shared a ton of personal things about my life here on this blog, and if you’ve been following then you may have seen not only an improvement in my writing skill, but in my ability to go beyond the tone that my blog initially displayed. The appearance and professional accents of my blog stand out a tad more now as well.

I have a poem that I enjoyed writing recently, and I wasn’t quite sure what to do with it outside of posting onto my personal social media. Because my blog is home to me, it will be shared here first. As I continue my self publishing journey I’m sure that it will be seen again. Very soon. Thank you for viewing.

Here is “Resolution.”

I also realize that I don’t often share information about my latest poetry collection. But now that I know a little more about blogging and settings and links, here is a link to The Girl is Awake on Amazon.

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“But – it wears off, don’t it?”

I’m getting better at the blogging lifestyle and letting vulnerability coax me away from fear.

I am stubborn when it hurts me most.

If pride is the devil then he surely taunts my humility.

But I don’t always know the difference between confidence and arrogance

So I tend to filter myself a bit – I guess I, too wear a mask

I don’t know whose lens I am seen through, and if perception of self is most pivotal – well then.

Shape shifting and blending in I felt once protected me.

But now I see the internal aftermath.

*** For those who enjoy my posts: thank you. I really enjoy the different voices and talents that I read and interact with here. I have made many strides and improvements to my blog, please do consider checking it out. Many of you have been consistent with this for years and it’s just very refreshing to receive inspiration and feedback. I value this community and it keeps a fire lit in my spirit.

If you would like to connect across platforms, please see my links below.

I am embracing consistency, flirting with self love, and allowing clarity to rebirth truths only necessary for my growth. God is good.

I would like to share a few previous blog posts:

“Do you have the time? I’m late but I’m here.”

https://jusjesspoetry.org/2023/05/09/do-you-have-the-time-im-late-but-im-here-1/

“Sharing a brief walk down memory lane- in a poem, a few pictures, and a spoken word video”

https://jusjesspoetry.org/2023/05/13/sharing-a-brief-walk-down-memory-lane-in-a-poem-a-few-pictures-and-a-spoken-word-video/

As always, thank you for viewing.

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Factory Reset

Do you have any collections?

Photos – 11,053 in an iPhone 13 Pro Max – 15,913 in an iPhone 13 mini

Videos & Screenshots

Red flags

Electronic records that I’ll likely never file

Excuses

White flags that once were red

Paint . Lots of paint.

Reasons to run

Pictures that I have yet to hang up – for years

Pens that erase – well, for the most part

Hundreds of typed notes and random quirky lines that I just might use later

Old phone numbers & Apple ID’s

Secrets

Passwords – like dozens of them.

Folders of Google Docs and all those ideas that I let fizzle out

Jokes that I’ll never tell but are practiced over and over in my head – still funny though.

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“All Fairytales Have That One Thing in Common”

Please enjoy this poem and the short video that accompanies it.

Potential & a Past
Penetration & a Promise
Pillowtalk
&
Stimulation

Singing familiar songs
Off key, but professing a history of musical training

Complaining.
Nit-picking
The cluster B
Personality

Read me
Tell me a story,
But today, add a little more spice.

Fascinating.

Discovering that fairy tales give false hope
To lost little girls.
Oh, fuck.
Wait, you want to do what?
RIGHT NOW?

Umm, okay.
Take me away.

Soaring high across the sky
I’m a bird I’m a butterfly.
Damn it. I’m a moth
I’m a maggot I’m a
Fool
For fantasy.
Sure, go ahead.
Lie to me some more.

But:
Do you remember which part you stopped at last time?

Yeah, that part. It was getting good.

Thank you for viewing! I have also made some major improvements to my blog, please consider taking a brief browse. I will be steadily improving it!

https://jusjesspoetry.org
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On the note of what to leave behind:

What is the legacy you want to leave behind?

On the note of what to leave behind

As I run in circles through my mind

I know that I have left a footprint or two

But how the marks are interpreted will be up to you.

For my children I could save some cash

But without passing on financial literacy, how long would it last?

I can imprint in their minds a strong, superhuman mother

But that would be an illusion

As there have been times when I was driven by pain and delusion.

So here I am at 35 trying to stay well –

I want to stay alive.

And for the rest of my days 

I will be sure that I leave behind

A legacy of craftsmanship, notes of expression, even the frowned upon kind.

And I will show that it is possible to

Step out of a tumultuous state of mind

No matter if it is self inflicted,

Stuck for years or even the

Neurospicy kind.

I desire to leave behind

Happy memories

That far outweigh

The pounds of despair

On any bad day

I have laid out so much of myself,

Continued growth is the only option left.

I want my legacy to be as appreciated as 

Millions of dollars that carry families through generations

I want to capture the warmth

The pride the very indescribable

Sentiments that make people want to thrive.

That is how we keep faith and hope alive.

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Sharing a brief walk down memory lane in a poem, a few pictures, and a spoken word video

“Maybe”

Maybe my lack of satisfaction has nothing to do with a diagnosis

Because maybe, possibly, it could be true

That there’s just something greater that I’m meant to do.

Twirling and attempting to manipulate mood rings as a child,

Never backing down from a fight,

Learning that women can have autonomy even if the head of their household doesn’t belief in such things –

That a woman can be her own head of household instead of clipping her wings –

Some limitations we place on ourselves,

Dust collecting on passions 

That will only become trophies if we make it so

Some things we must do ourselves.

I want to share some pictures and videos that speak louder than the lines shared above do. Thank you for viewing.

I attended this college in undergrad before choosing to go off into the military. My days as a student here were so meaningful that I returned as an adult before I began giving in to my nomad tendencies (again).
I visited the University of North Carolina School of the Arts many times to accompany my late paternal grandfather to complete tasks at his job on this campus.
I entitled this spoken word video “Freedom”
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More poems that I forgot to share from National Poetry Month prompt writing

I previously shared some really good pieces that I wrote using poetry prompts from other talented writers, poets, and creators on Instagram. Here are just a few more that I meant to share. Thanks for viewing!

Please see the link at the bottom of this post to go to my previous post of National Poetry Month pieces.

(Please pardon if any of these shared are repeats.)

Here is the link to follow to read my previous post from National Poetry Month:

How the first week of National Poetry Month went – Enjoy this selection of poems!

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