NUMB I can’t imagine What it would be like To feel nothing at all I fear if I felt nothing My heart would shrink And eventually stall To feel nothing Would be an affront To my sensitive soul For it is always In need of A gentle cajole To feel nothing One must be okay…

SOUND OF SILENCE To some The sound of silence Is deafening Because they cannot find retreat From the thoughts that move About their minds Like the scampering of feet They run from the silence In hopes of hiding From the blade of self-talk That is nagging and chiding It is silence they find frightening They…

DAYZ Sunday is that start of the weekThe day of Holy SabbathThe one day of whichIn rest I do lavishMonday morningsI hit the snoozeUntil I smell Bustello’sCafé a-brewTuesday is a curious dayThat I can’t quite figure outWhy are people so short temperedAnd like to scream and shoutWednesday is my favorite dayIt’s the day they call…

SMITTEN To this small kitten I have been smitten She has a cute pink nose And wiry little whiskers Although, I’m allergic I just want to kiss her She has pretty blue eyes And a bobbed wee tail I think maybe I’ll name her Gayle Simona A. Brinson Photo by Zuzana on Unsplash © 2021…

I AM WHO I AM Don’t try to change me I am who I am I am the daughter of Peter And the sister of Sam I love to read And most definitely write I sometimes write poetry In the dead of night Where the only sounds That I can be heard Are the fluttering…

PAINTED SKY I awoke this morning To a painted sky so beautiful That I said to the Lord, Who is most diligent and dutiful “Now Lord, you’re just showing out today Your artful hand has not betrayed The depth of your majesty Who other than you Can create such tapestries With stay-puff clouds And magnificent…

THE QUEEN WITHIN How is it that I love Such a man as this? Have I been deceived Or is my judgment amiss? Am I so wrapped up In this artificial skin, That I have lost sight of The queen within? Simona A. Brinson Photo by Oladimeji Odunsi on Unsplash © 2021 mylifeinword.com All Rights…

A MADHOUSE I am a sane prisoner In a madhouse of men To this cruelty I shall give pen Ordinary rights I have been so denied My truth used against me Concealed in lies And false morality My voice suppressed By a lack of humanity And oh, what a miserable humanity you are So full…

CLOSETS In the closet Sometimes I HIDE My vanity And my selfish PRIDE From this judging world And its critical TONES For, I fear I may get STONED. But why should I hide From you HYPOCRITES When you’re standing In your own piles of SHIT You know what, clean your closets And mop your FLOORS…

TUESDAY MORNING Tuesday Morning Out by the lake I sat on the ground To take a break And before me Shone the sun So, I gave praise To the One Who breathed life And conquered death And gave the newborn babe The sweetest breath He made roses red And violets blue He created you for…