Showing posts with label Closer. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Closer. Show all posts

Monday, August 24, 2026

Porcelain And Steel

The image is a 16:9 cinematic poster-style composition divided visually into two connected sections.  Left side: A moody artist’s studio with exposed brick walls, a large industrial window, paintings, papers, ink bottles, porcelain fragments, and art supplies scattered around. A woman with curly hair sits at a wooden worktable wearing a white shirt. She holds a pen and looks directly toward the viewer with a serious, determined expression. In front of her is a large glowing jigsaw-puzzle artwork, symbolizing putting broken pieces of life back together. Dark blue-black ink appears to flow across the artwork and around her arm. Parts of her arm have a porcelain-crack effect, reinforcing the poem’s imagery of being emotionally broken yet resilient. Right side: A dark, textured black background provides a dramatic reading panel. At the top, the title “Porcelain and Steel” appears in large, elegant white lettering, with “and” in a more flowing script. Beneath the title, the poem is arranged in multiple paragraphs using white serif typography. The text contrasts beautifully against the dark background and gives the piece the feeling of a literary poster or personal artistic manifesto. The overall visual symbolism centers on porcelain, ink, broken pieces, steel, faith, pain, manipulation, resilience, and transformation. The lighting combines the natural light from the studio window with darker shadows, giving the image a serious, introspective, powerful, and slightly mysterious atmosphere. The wide format allows the artwork and the poem to exist together without making either side feel completely separate—the woman is visually creating the very story that appears beside her.

Allow me to set the record straight: my emotional independence is written through poetry. You may see some resemblance, but not everything that is said is true.


​So, take this to heart and remember this like you will remember anything else. My ink to paper is like a knife through porcelain skin. You can look at this in different ways: either the ink will heal you or kill you. Porcelain does have moments of breaking, and it also has moments of slight fragments. Therefore, your words come at my skin like porcelain. Everyone has rights to be in their feelings and sit in silence to figure things out. Communication can be quite a bitch! So, I have moments of not getting my words out. And that is okay.


​I have been emotionally broken too many damn times—doing my best to grow thick skin because I am God's child. And He didn't instill in me to be a broken soul. I am here because He needs me to be here, and I will leave this Earth on His terms.

​Right now, I have been going through things and doing my best to see past them: the good, the bad, and let's not forget the ugly. God knows I have spoken loudly on situations, all to get slapped in my face. I see the sinister smiles and grins upon faces, and I refuse to look into the devil's eyes. Because I am a child of God, no one can try to put the wool over my eyes.


​Everyone pulled their life card at birth. The moment you took your first breath, your path was created. Life is no fucking game. This is my path and has always been my path. Yet, there are quite a few made of steel pins in the road. And I am not afraid to put a dagger in the souls who have done this deliberately. I am no longer a child. Please begin to treat me as the adult that I am, so you will reap what you have sown. God knows and sees everything.


​Everyone is blinded at times when things are going on around them—especially when things are happening directly to them. Trust me, I have been there and am working through it. If I spill the chaos beans, be prepared for a solar storm. I will put them in a place that will fit perfectly. While it doesn't mean everything around it is fact, it's like grabbing jigsaw puzzle pieces: once you have all the pieces, you can begin to create a magnificent masterpiece. So, I refuse to be shut down. I will turn my pain into a work of art, including those who have manipulated me as well. You are the ink to paper, and some have become porcelain in my skin.


Friday, April 4, 2025

Smile

The image shows a young woman standing confidently in the foreground, her hands gently open with palms facing upward — a gesture that feels welcoming and sincere. She wears a light, long‑sleeved shirt, and her hair is neatly styled, softly framing her face. Her expression is warm and genuine, radiating kindness and calm.  Behind her stands a diverse group of people — men and women of varying ages and appearances — all smiling and clapping as they look toward her. The background is softly blurred, emphasizing the woman as the focal point. The lighting is golden and gentle, casting a warm glow that fills the scene with positivity and connection.  The overall atmosphere conveys encouragement, appreciation, and shared joy — perfectly echoing the spirit of your poem Smile.
 


Never be afraid to smile in front of a million people. Because the energy your smile brings is all that person may need.


A smile is free, and it shouldn't be used as a cover-up. It should come from a pure heart. If it takes you more than an hour to find it, that's not being authentic. 

Never speak with sinister eyes. Because your eyes are readable. Unspoken stories are told through them. So, if you hold onto pain, eye-to-eye can grasp that. So, never voice these words to someone who desperately needs you. "Straighten up your face. Because their eyes are speaking words that are hard for their mouths to speak. 


Open up your heart.


Open up your mind.


Open up your door. 


And greet them with a warm embrace. This would put a smile on their face. 

Monday, March 10, 2025

Through the eyes of the poet

 








As they say, spring comes in like a lion and leaves out like a lamb. Imagine that this fits the image of a quiet person until boundaries are established, even when standing up to a bully, which digs deep into my skin. Like, a Mosquito to a Flea. Damn, bloodsuckers.
Venom is not sweet, and you certainly do not want it in your coffee or tea. So, why carry it on your tongue?
Mohammed Ali once said, "Float like a sting like a bee." His jabs certainly packed a punch. Imagine words flowing out just like that.
Some people just don't see things like that. Thinking logically in comparison with another. This is seen through the eyes of the poet, and perhaps words are easily expressed and deeply felt, similar to paint on a canvas.

Saturday, February 24, 2024

Love is a chain reaction



This heart is never empty; love is continuously pouring in. Never take someone's love for granted, not even your own. Show what it means to be loved and to receive love. Love doesn't always mean romance. If you can draw an abstract painting of what love is, give that person the best expression because that same image is the same image you want to receive in return, not only for yourself. But you want to pour that same amount back into someone else's heart.
Love is a chain reaction, so paint this world with your beautiful hearts to drown out all the darkness we have all seen. And make this world what it should be rather than the hatred and bigotry. 


  Music credit: 

Track Tribe: Guess I'll never know

Monday, January 8, 2024

Heart's Confession

The main background is red and pink with hearts and a red flower. Including a red heart with the text that says Poetry Garden
    Are you here on Earth, my angel? And when we both hug, will it feel like we're both in paradise? I'm out here searching for my soul connection, a person who truly can understand me for me and accept everything about the person who I am.


Get to know my true nature on the inside. The exterior is only a cover, so appreciate what you see on the inside. We'll never make judgments based on that.

If we both hit a rock on this road, we'll be there for each other and guide each other through that rough time. We may not see eye to eye on everything, and that is okay. What matters first and foremost is the friendship bond that we must build before anything else.

If our hearts and minds lead us to express those deep feelings, say what you feel, and don't ever hold it in. Know that it will bring our friendship even closer. And even if the time isn't right, continue to hang in there for one another because you and I have already spoken our heart's confessions.


Friday, October 13, 2023

Let's D.A.N.C.E

An image of confetti at a party. The text says Lets D.A.N.C.E The Poetry Garden
     

    Let's take our minds in the direction of Alice and Wonderland. There is no magical pill to swallow; just simply close your eyes and imagine you are in a whimsical place built for dancing. Do you see the White Rabbit, the Mad Hatter, or even Tweedle Dee and Tweedle Dum? Let's not forget the Cheshire cat, just to name a few. Grab their hands or paws and bring them along. And by the way, you are Alice in your imagination. Alice can be whomever or whatever you want. So, let's explore what it means to dance.


Dream
Achieve
Navigate
Center
Entertain

We all have the rhyme and the movement to be able to express how dance looks and feels to us. So, what does it look and feel like to you? Put together your own experiment and get into it.

Wednesday, April 20, 2022

See it through our eyes

 





How should I put this? See it through our eyes. There's no difference between you and me. Maybe just a little, but not a lot. I have been sitting here thinking we should all come together once again. It's like one big family because this is a community of people with different abilities. Did you see I did not use disability? The more we gather, the more we will all grow, and growing helps in many ways. I started growing in 2015 by opening up a space for people with disabilities to share their stories. And boy, what do you know, I have grown a lot by hearing other people's stories and the wisdom they have shared that I had no clue about. I have started my own journey. The same can go for you too. There are many faces I've seen before that remind me to never give up and to smile when things get rough. If I can do it, so can you. You know that there is a bright light at the end of the tunnel. You can and will reach it just by believing in yourself. If you thought I was going through a mental moment, think again. I'm doing just fine. I figured I would pay a visit and drop a little motivation for anyone who may need it because I know I need a little push sometimes too. So, here's a little motivational poetry that I randomly came up with.