Suede and Sunshade

  • A Woman, Unearthed From The Stone

    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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  • theres no sunshine without rain

    40 Days And 40 Nights

    I am a woman, and I feel many things

    Some days I feel Happy!

    Some days I feel Scared!

    Some days I feel Lovely!

    Some days I feel Flared!

    The one feeling I feel most…is Sadness

    I go back into the times of the Flood

    I was a tiny cloud in the Firmament 

    And my God told me his plans for the World

    And I grew intense sorrow, I swelled over the land

    My brightest and lightness became heavy and dark

    I soon began to feel that spark

    My tears cascaded down to the ground

    My whaling became the omen of sound

    For 40 days I blocked the Sun

    For 40 nights I blocked the Moon

    For God had told me, “The Cleansing has Begun”

    “The new age will be on us soon”

    On the 41st day, I looked below

    There it was, the Rainbow!

    The dove, she fly across the sky

    “For here is my Covenant, that nothing else is meant to die!”

    And God then said to me:

    “My beautiful creation”

    “Your sorrow is given by me!”

    “For you lead with your heart, like me!”

    “Turn it into forgiveness, like me!”

    “And seek beyond the clouds, for light is the key!”

    And so, I am here now!

    And when I feel sadness, I know I am okay

    Because it is okay to feel sorrow, because it is God-Given

    I seek forgiveness, for others and myself!

    Because I am a child of God, a woman of Herself!

    -sunshine, (july 23rd, 2023)

    I wrote this after a “breakup”. feeling the same way now.

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