“Poetry, Language Of The Soul” – 1st Blog Post


“Think, Feel, Be.”

My poetry is the language in which my soul speaks.

I created this blog, to share my poetry.

Who knows? Maybe it may also encourage people to “WRITE!”

I feel, that, “Everyone Is A Poet!”

I hope to touch a soul and or heart, light the proverbial spark and remind us all of who we are.

“Namaste & One Love”💖💛💚


“Is This Me?…
Soaring effortlessly
Like a butterfly, free from its cocoon
Or a rose petal, finally in full bloom
watching the seasons, like a migratory bird
Floating on the Soul of words

Created & designed, from the beginning of time

Is This Me?…


~By Maxwanette A. Poetess

✨🌹Domestic Violence Is Real🌹✨

“I support many causes. Domestic Violence (DV), is one of the most important ones. I grew up watching my father, beating my Mother. My Mother always fought back. By the time I was 3 years old, she had enough & divorced my father. But in our culture (Jamaican), beating & abusing Women was the norm. Sadly it’s still in full practice & many fail to see or care to the lives taken, damages done to Women & Children. It can last a lifetime.

This did however have an affect on me. I was never physically abused by any man. Instead I became hardened, defensive, combative, over protective & willing to fight to the death at the drop of a hat. Men were scared of me. This was the purpose to protect myself, but I experienced other forms of abuse;verbal, emotional, psychological & by monetary means. I lost my femininity, and marinated in my masculinity, simply to survive…

These experiences tainted my views of self & life. This poem derived from this experience & finally breaking free from the hold it had on my existence.”~Maxwanette A Poetess

✍🏾In A Snap!✍🏾 by Maxwanette A Poetess

In A Snap

Baby, you ain’t know?

It’s that time,

And I gotta go.

No more wasting time,

I’m done playing games.

I suggest, that you forget my name.

Oh, no it’s nothing personal,

But I found a hero.

Yeah Baby, dreams do come true.

And I’m gone,

Within a blinking of an eye.

Yep! Just like that…

“In A Snap!”

(T.P.S. – The Poetic Storm)