Story of My Life in Verse: A poem

He didn’t want me He refused to sign The paper to say Yes she’s mine He didn’t want me I wouldn’t give him The power Between my legs He didn’t want me I could not be manipulated I didn’t accept mediocrity I stood up He didn’t want me Not only was I Not flashy I was broken He didn’t want […]

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Dare to be you: you’re the only one who knows how¬†

I show up Hips swinging Nappy headed afro wearing Proud to be me I show up Unapologetic Dark skinned Intelligent I show up Tired Worn And frayed I show up Kinder Gentler Warmer All the things the world tried to beat out of me They’re still here They’re stronger They’re me, because I show up Unapologetically me Proud to be […]

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Running Photographer: Road not taken

The Road Not Taken Robert Frost Two roads diverged in a yellow wood And sorry I could not travel both And be one traveler, long I stood And looked down one as far as I could To where it bent in the undergrowth; Then took the other, as just as fair And having perhaps the better claim, Because it was […]

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Running Photographer: Poetry Edition Trois

More by Monetta Wilson I used to think that the way to keep something you loved was to hold on and never let go. I used to think that if you wanted something you went after it at all costs. I used to think that life was about getting and keeping, then getting and keeping more. I’ve since grown older, […]

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Running Photograher: Poetry Edition Deux

Softly Singing by Monetta Wilson The sun reaches down And tickles my toes Tickles my nose The breeze gently lingers Stroking my hips Stroking my lips The waves crash ashore Sing to my soul Make me feel whole In that moment, nothing matters Because right here, right now I am. And that is all that matters

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Running Photographer: Poetry Edition

These words came to me in a quiet moment. I hope you enjoy them. Heartsong by Monetta Wilson When at last The quiet comes, The calm, The stillness. Only then Can I hear The heartsong. I listen closely And I hear, The quiet whispers Of the heart. The heartsong. The quiet song, The hopes and dreams, The hurt and pain, […]

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