“New Beginnings”~Maxwanette A Poetess

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“New Beginnings”

As the old fades into the background,

The path to self,

Is grounded in my mind’s eye.

No longer shackled to the drudgery, of the condemned.

Instead, I take a fresh breath,

As life continues.

One of three, I stand forward,

In front of the line,

Of my own experiences.

Around the proverbial bend, I move on again,

Onto the infinite journey, that has no end…

Starting of, “New Beginnings.”

*Inspired by one of my best friends (Quita Ramsey). She also came up with the title & suggestion of this picture, that she took. “Imma’ take this picture & you can go write a poem.”  I couldn’t resist, lol! With “New Beginnings” comes new people, places, and things. All of which combine into beautiful experiences. ~Mississippi 2016.

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“Natures Symphony”~Maxwanette A Poetess

(Picture derived from Google)

Natures Symphony

As the rain showers down,

the coolness of its breeze,

carefully yet gently soothes,

before the roared, bang of thunder warns of it’s deeper intentions.

Through brief intervals,

The birds chirp wildly,

As if to warn each other to stay put,

for more is yet to come.

The silence within the noise,

blends & produces…

The beauty of Natures Symphony.

~Maxwanette A Poetess

“I Don’t Dare Sleep”~Maxwanette A Poetess

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(Mississippi Gulf Coast 2016)

I Don’t Dare Sleep
I don’t dare sleep.
Even as my body aches,
and I grow weary from exhaustion.

 

I don’t dare sleep.
As days turn into nights,
and back into days again.

 

I don’t dare sleep.
While my mind fathoms the place,
in which my body is in.

 

I don’t dare sleep.
When I refuse to see myself as suffering,
as alleged love ones…allegedly love.

 

I don’t dare sleep.
For the gnats and water-bugs may just decide,
to invade my menial bed, on the floor, made of cloth.

 

I don’t dare sleep.
Even though, after making a stronger bed, high off the floor,
it’s so hard and rigid, it has become a torture rack, rendering my flesh, black & blue.

 

I don’t dare sleep.
For it is time to remind myself,
of who I am and meant to be.

 

I don’t dare sleep.
Because many are far worse off than I am & will ever be.
It is to them that I humble myself and pay homage.

 

I don’t dare sleep.

 

*This poem was inspired, by a personal experience in Mississippi (2015). It was a moment of tearing down and dismantling my ego, as well as embracing the strength within. It was a moment of great clarity, reality, and knowledge. It indeed made me stronger and a better Soul.

 

by~Maxwanette A Poetess (aka M.A.M.)