Like A Poem He Came to Me

Like A Poem

He came to me like a poem

Suddenly wrapping itself up into every sense

I waited for you, prayed for you and believed in you before I knew your name

He always was, and always fit just perfectly into the masterpiece that is

I just couldn’t see, couldn’t believe it

Like a poem, he came and flooded my soul

It felt like he was there all along

Even if no one else believed, it was written

Illegible scribbled ink dependent on my mood

Out of the pages, he came to be  

He came to me like a poem

When I least expected it

“He will come when you least expect it”

All the married women would say

And they were certainly right, he just strolled right in

Like the poem demanding to be written

That stubborn creative flood that rushes through your fingertips at night

Disturbing your sleep to be born onto the page

What an exquisite nocturnal feast taking center stage

Imagine him

Standing there in the family portrait

He had been there all along

With quiet confidence

Awaiting his grand entrance

He came to me like a poem

And I felt at home

Holding hands and determined to stay close   

He seemed so familiar, so comforting

His presence pierced my skin like a tattoo and instantly I knew why

I recognized him from my dreams

He was sent to encourage me

Many moons ago

Before I believed in the happiness love could bring

He came to me like a poem

Always there, just not noticeable to the human eye

But when you recognize the force within

You wake up and get out of the way

Let it flow and let it stay

Like a poem,  he came and breathed life into me


Living with Bipolar Disorder Beauteous Me Podcast

In an effort to raise awareness. I shared my journey with Bipolar 1 Disorder on Jamilly Whitfield’s Beauteous Me podcast.

A person affected by bipolar I disorder has had at least one manic episode in his or her life. A manic episode is a period of abnormally elevated or irritable mood and high energy, accompanied by abnormal behavior that disrupts life. Most people with bipolar I disorder also suffer from episodes of depression.

To listen to the podcast click on the image below

#beauteousmepodcast #podcastersofinstagram #behavioralhealth

Beauteous Me Podcast

Our Taino Sonshine

Donovan James, 

Like an early morning ray of light son

You were created

Whispers of gentle flowing energy embraced my womb

My heart rhythmic pulse lulled you to sleep

Many nights I searched the stars for the shape and size of your eyes

With each flutter, I jumped with excitement at the thought of your sweet and perfect face

Children are a gift from God, an inheritance from the Lord 

Delight yourself in the Lord and he will give you the desires of your heart

If it’s his plan and purpose for your life it will be done in the name of Jesus

And before I know it you will be here

In my arms precious innocent love beaming through you and piercing my heart with such a force

I imagine tracing your face with my fingertips

And I know I will fall in love all over again

Motherly words flow freely from my lips and I will sing to you in our native language

With so much emotion my eyes with cry happy tears over you

every move you make

Every step you take is intricately stitched to my heart and a quilt of your scent will embrace me

That baby fresh smell will tickle my nose and I will lean into your neck for more

A mother, a creator, a universal woman given the most miraculous power on Earth

To bring forth life from the fruit of my womb and love you with all of my heart

I will slowly lean into your perfect face and respond with butterfly kisses

You were knit together in my womb and soon I will get to enjoy your unconditional love forever

We can’t wait to meet you Sonshine