Thank you to everyone who has supported me on my journey to publication through following my blog, providing feedback and cheering me on! Also, thanks to all my friends and family members who are celebrating with me on this very exciting accomplishment!
As I ride through the trails on my bike defying death
I take a look at my life and realize there’s so much left
‘Though I’ve been blastin’ and laughin’ so long, that
Even my mama thinks that my mind is gone
I am so honored that my poem “Courage of a Nurse” has been accepted for inclusion in the National Beat Poetry Anthology “Goddess.”
Goddess: Raising Consciousness Through Spoken Word
The National Beat Poetry Foundation, Inc. is celebrating the month of March 2020 during Woman’s History Month, with spoken word, poetry, prose, words, dance & song. Come celebrate the women in your life in a positive way by showing support for women everywhere & the arts. This will be a positive feel-good day. People of all ages are welcome to come join us. Mirror Mirror Interactive PhotoBooth Experience will be on hand to capture your memories made that day. Books will be available for sale and signings.
The event will be videotaped by Paul Richmond. Light Refreshments will be served. Event is free but donations to the Karma Jar are much appreciated. Open Mic.
As the final hours of 2019 tick down to the beginning of a new year, I can’t help but marvel at all the wonderful experiences of the past year. The year 2019 marks the year that one of my greatest dreams came true: I published my first book. Consequentially, as an unexpected bonus, this experience also led to me being published in two other poetry anthologies. I can’t explain the level of happiness this has brought me.
However, when I really think about 2019, my favorite memories of this year were when I would share the exciting moments of accomplishments with those that mean so much to me. I remember the moments I shared with those I love that I clicked “publish,” the moments I received notification that my writing was accepted for publication and all the moments I received a notification of an important milestone. I also will never forget the support of those who asked me to autograph my book for them, those who came to my book readings, and those who celebrated even the slightest milestone with me.
When I really think about it, the experience of being published led to even more amazing experiences I had never even really considered in all my daydreaming of being published. While writing, editing, publishing and promoting my book, I met so many other amazing poets and authors. I loved meeting other writers, hearing about their journeys, and having conversations with others about our shared passion for writing. It continuously amazes me how many people are willing to help each other succeed in a small market where each writer is struggling to be noticed.
In conclusion, when I think back on 2019, it was a pretty great, amazing year. It was filled with diligent and steadfast work leading to the witnessing of a final product of which I’m proud of. It was filled with so, so much love and support. I will never forget all the love and support I received from those who I love and care about me in return. I realize that not everyone loves poetry, or even (if I’m being honest) likes my writing, but the love and support I received in the past year from those who recognized how much writing means to me… is what made 2019 special. And for that, I thank each and every one of you for an amazing 2019.
The calendar page with our first date circled
And the marriage certificate with the fancy official seal
Lies piles and piles of papers and documents
To-do lists with only some items crossed off
Unpaid bills with both our names
Schedule of appointments and events to rush to
Calendar of planned visits and holiday gatherings
Applications and submissions to the dreams we chase
Somewhere underneath all that paper
Lies the persistent glowing embers
Of the spark that started it all
So let’s light a match to all that paper
Let it all catch on fire
We’ll fan the flames with the wind from our own rush
Watch as they grow hotter and higher
As we return to the warmth our own fire
Un-smothered by the weight of paper