Patrice Watley Williams Sequestered in Solitude Sequestered in my solitude, allowing parts of the world to pass me by, making a choice to heal while dreaming the dream of being comforted in the night. In and out of my thoughts, riding in the wind of possibilities, wanting the rainbows to find me. Adjusting my eyes as I press on to see the prize. Afraid to lift the padlock shielding it with all of my being. but finally knowing it’s time to do what I was chosen for... She Sips Sips in the coffee house Dark, medium, light without color to blend To tell stories, often buried may never mend Pain deep to the bone, am I alone? Corner cafe jazz blazing thru Clear vision earthly eyes blue Tapping a lonely dance, as I take a stand Memory or dream reality or truths No clues to the puzzle just pieces to overturn The dots may never connect stuck like glue Souls empty as he sees me through Never just a long dreamer, I’m a strong dreamer My ink is blue, dark in order to Conceal yet reveal my truths! Appeared red, no my ink is clear I did it for you Leaving words for you at the risk of you knowing My deepest fear, yet penning it sets me free. Poetically, Another Free Hand Thought... Time and again unfortunate opportunities knock Sometimes knocking me down As I strive to be triumphant Attempting to be the example of a woman Who knows how to survive worldly ups and downs Appreciating the significance of family and friends But at the same time knowing that Life is too short to live it any other way But in serene love for life Often putting aside my needs As I generously give my unconditional love In order to be a free spirit to live my chosen life. Authentic Truth A peculiar sense of humor, As I look at the hourglass Searching for what will be Embellished in sweet serenity No guidance, colliding against life New technology into the future Once again loving the experience Life’s best moments Visually more appealing to the eye No untruths, close-up picture of reality Great changes day to day Controversial to some, peace within to the rest The earth continues to turn As life joins its course Solid representation, opportunities for a great future No fears, no disappointments, just lessons learned Understanding with compassion to be authentic in living my truth Poetically, Patrice Watley Williams, Founder wearitgirlwigs.org https://amazon.com/author/patricewatleywilliams Outreach Committee Chair/ http://www.iwillsurviveinc.org ***to purchase my books click any link below: http://www.amazon.com/My-Pen-Speaks-Poetic-Vibes/dp/160911325X/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1313849129&sr=8-1 http://search.barnesandnoble.com/My-Pen-Speaks/Patrice-Watley-Williams/e/9781609113254/?itm=1&USRI=my+pen+speaks http://www.booksamillion.com/p/My-Pen-Speaks/Patrice-Watley-Williams/9781609113254?id=5058590506127 Thank you for allowing me the freedom to be expressive as my Caterpillars blossom into Butterflies!!! |
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