Hey Alexa, play I’ll Be Around, by the Spinners.

Women are natural creators, and I’ve come to rationalize that the creative processes of women are very much in tune with the reproductive process that we possess. When a woman creates, it is a response to a cause. If pleased or pained, the response will radiate outwards back towards the world. It might sound strange that I, someone who is not a mother, and has a wavering desire to become one, associate art to motherhood. Simply, motherhood is not confined to a human baby. Creations, passions, endeavors and contributions all are a woman’s offspring; an extension of herself. Which, she loves with all of her soul.

Over the past month, I have been taking poetry more seriously. Perhaps because National Poetry Month is coming, perhaps because I want to start submitting my poetry to contests, or perhaps, I owe it to my God and myself to do so. Yes, I like that one a lot. Here is my latest poem, Sticks and Stones:

Sticks and Stones

When you got your heartbroken the last time, you ran to me 

With open arms, I caressed your soul 

As a father should for his daughter when she scrapes her knee 

But like all little girls, they only see the end of the road 

Ignoring all of the thorns, sticks, and stones 

That guy, while alive, is a mere illusion to the eyes 

I can’t help but sigh when I see life pass you by 

Again, I will be here when you once more cry

Simply because, I love you for all time! 

Sunshine

Written on March 27th, 2024

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