A letter to my Momma – Mother’s Day musings

Momma, I am a writer, but I am not ashamed to bow to the impossibility of encompassing your stature within the feeble confines of words. I considered succumbing to the shadow of failure, before realizing that when it comes to you that… Words are wholly inconsequential. I look at you and see the immutable power of love,Continue reading “A letter to my Momma – Mother’s Day musings”

Leaving you… Doesn’t mean that we’re apart.

Much of who I am had its beginnings in your bosom. I came of age under your tutelage, experiencing victories and defeats alike. I hear your inflections in my voice when I speak. I compare your siblings to you and none of them measures up to you. My experiences inform my steps as I claimContinue reading “Leaving you… Doesn’t mean that we’re apart.”

A letter of acknowledgement entitled – Momma & Daddy

Momma, Daddy… Nothing is wrong, but the spirit moved me to say. Thank you… For what? For everything… Often, I wake up in the morning and instead of seeing myself in the mirror, I see the both of you and I am inspired. In retrospect I did notice, but I marveled as you both stoodContinue reading “A letter of acknowledgement entitled – Momma & Daddy”

The battle of conquest

Surging tempests of melancholy. Manifested as foil and folly obstacles to conquest. Seeming to suggest. Acquiescence to malfeasance abandonment of invocation as the echoes reverberate shaking foundations of the spirit. As the etheral war of the entities “can” versus “can’t” rages on as they cavil… Adjudication of nothing other than a stark refusal of relinquishing-Continue reading “The battle of conquest”