Sophisticated Lady–A Senryu



This is the fifth and final poem in a series I was doing about the characters in the book I read, called The Darkest Child.
Typically, on Tuesdays, I share a snapshot of a person, place, thing, etc that I’ve taken during the previous week to share. However, WordPress is glitching and I’ve not been able to upload the image I wish to share for today.
If it decides to act like it has some sense later on today, I’ll share that photo at that time. If not, I’ll allow more time before attempting to share any additional images. Right now, it appears to be an issue with uploading and copying/pasting photos in the blogging/content space to share.
I don’t have time to tinker around with WordPress during the week. My day job lends me enough stress and I SURELY will not have an activity of mine I love to take part in during most evening hours give me any stress. No, thank you!
Prayerfully, this will all be sorted before my next posting date which is Thursday, February 22, 2024.
Stay tuned, beautiful people!


1. I am currently reading the above book, Boys and Girls Screaming by Kern Carter. Kern is a vulnerable and incredibly talented writer I met through the platform Medium. He uses language in a way I do not see used often, and he is also unafraid to write from various different perspectives.
So far, the book is tearing at my heartstrings and has kept me more than engulfed in it since I began reading it this past Monday night. Here’s a snippet of the synopsis, just in case you’re interested:
When Ever’s father passes away suddenly, she is devastated. Not long after that, her mom has a stroke and Ever’s anguish becomes almost too much for her to handle. That’s when she gets the idea to form a group she calls Boys and Girls Screaming. Along with her brother, Jericho, and her best friend, Candace, Ever wants to bring together kids from their school who have suffered trauma so they can share their stories and begin to heal.
2. The second thing for this Thursday is a favorite quote of mine from bell hooks. I don’t think I really have to say much about bell. You can google her name and read about her on various research and informational sites and you’ll find out she was a writer with which to be reckoned. She had a way of placing words together that you typically wouldn’t see, but bell would make them work and WORK, they always did. I have three of her books in my collection and I intend to purchase more.
She died in December 2021, leaving quite a literary legacy behind.

I have a workspace for my job; it’s in my bedroom. But as a writer, as a creative, I needed a small workspace not linked to my professional life.
It didn’t take much time to put this simple yet efficient (foldable) desk together, and the chair, although it looks plain & possibly unappealing (to you), it is serving its purpose. It was also quite pricey for that top-notch comfy cushion you see.
There is just something about having a place in which one’s creative thought-processes can flourish and produce digestible fruit. There is a peace in it that I cannot describe.
I’ll just have to show you.
And what workspace is complete without a candle to lend a light, inviting fragrance to the room, huh? Not one. Not one at all.

I’d forgotten the importance of lingering in a space for the express purpose of writing and creating and being at peace with how my mind works and operates as I am creating.
This space is surrounded by natural light and everything I need to bring soothing comfort to me regularly.
I do not think I could ask for anything more. I am prayerful it will fulfill its duties as time presses on. I have this feeling it will. My gut is telling me so. And, I trust my gut.
I reached out to a fellow friend and creative to see how he feels about collaborating. My idea is to write a poem and have him create art around that poem or have him create his own art piece and I write a poem enveloping his creative output. I am waiting for his response. If I know this person like I know this person, he’s going to be down for it, and before year’s end, I should have something to share here from our labor.
Now that you have been introduced to my new workspace, how about sharing your own? Tag this post or my blog in response by posting a picture and a snippet on your own blog about where you are most creative. It could be anywhere, of course.
Where do you get creative, beautiful people?
If you had a freeway billboard, what would it say?
That’s easy! It would say:
Why would I choose this as my message to drivers on the highways and byways, you may ask … well, oftentimes, I feel as though we aren’t seen or heard as much as we should be.
There are times it appears we have to yell all the top of our lungs for a whisper of our voices to reach another’s ears.
We’re all fighting. And one thing I know, we definitely will not give up easily.
Peace and blessings.
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