meeting

professional word
left by a fellow artist
could mean something big


Yesterday, I read a comment on a previously published The Grieving Room newsletter that was left by a fellow writer who is also an entrepreneur and visual artist that said, “Adore your ✍🏽 when you are serious about the “dream” publishing gig let’s talk.” Many of you know that I dream of working professionally and full-time as a writer/editor/content creator. This same writer and entrepreneur approached me a few months back, and I hadn’t had the energy to take on anything else that would drain me as it was right after Chrissy had passed.

She expressed her thoughts about the vision she has and I had definitely been a listening ear. The beginnings of it were still bouncing back and forth in her head. However, she stated she would have everything sorted and closer to fruition by late summer or early fall. So, here we are …

We have a call today at 11:00 am. My response to her upon sending a follow-up email to her comment was, “I am interested in a full-time writer/editor/content creator position, and I am extremely serious about this.” Phone numbers were exchanged, call time and date noted, and in less than one hour, I will speak to someone who has been reading my work for years and is interested in helping me help them take their brand to higher heights.

I pray there will be good news. Whatever occurs, though, I will share it with all of you.

Peace and blessings.

NaPoWriMo #13

the light that will never fade

For Chrissy

we shared the same blood
connected by decades’ love
your beauty still lives

you had a great light
shining throughout your body
who will carry it

it will never fade
as long as we speak your name
you will always be

Your Poem From Me Request #11

The Giving Cause: I Am No One’s Number One

Senryu, 6 Parts

bound by wayward hands
this–a life I did not seek
breaks my lonely heart

never a first choice
played with and sought after when
life seems relentless

he didn’t pick me
he didn’t pick me either
do I still matter

I shouldn’t give up
it’s my positive outlook
but I do worry

will I die alone
never knowing heart’s true love
or will I bounce back

I haven’t lost faith
men whisper about my smile
I’m still a good catch


Thank you Clay Rivers for giving me the opportunity to gift this poem to you, and for being vulnerable enough to request it. I hope I’ve done your request justice. Peace and blessings.

To learn more about Your Poem From Me: The Giving Cause, click here. Let me write a poem for you. I can give it life