Dear Death

Haiku's to suicide have been on my mind of late
I'm not making lite of the heavy
Burdened; myself by the urgency of death's constant call.

Haiku's to death has consistently been on my lips
Tears, tear my soul apart.
I feel; I feel only pain

Haiku's to the beyond sear my spirit
Seeping out onto my skin
I feel; I feel only pain.

Death knocked. Jesus delivered.

Though I thought to myself that I had accepted the idea of death and the reality that we must all face it, I had a rude awakening back in January. I got a glimpse into my possible future having witnessed my mother suffering a minor heart attack and several other medical complications. I had never felt that level of despair and desperation nor have I ever been more alone. I imagined at a time when all seemed bleak the people I'd be sure to have at my side would be my siblings. I am still waiting.

All this to say, God is merciful, loving, forgiving and patient and that is not dependent upon who we are because He changeth not. By his Grace and mercy both my mother and I have survived her ordeal and we continue to press.

People may never know your struggle, they may never understand your pain BUT God NEVER puts us through without seeing us through. All glory and honour to Him.
As alone as it seemed without the physical presence of other I was comforted by the Holy Spirit.

Gratitude to the persons that after finding out what had happened became rocks of support to me, I am deeply touched.

My doggy, the Artist!

My fricking dog is amazing!

So yesterday while painting a room for my new tenant(my niece is moving in), my dog calmly walked into the room and looked around as he does when inspecting. He left shortly after but returned in a bounding fashion, dipped his head into the paint tray and rubbed it against the wall.

My little painter!

Alex Trooper Grant-Joseph

The political Man.

When the direct question was posed the political response was given, to me, your child. Empty are your words, empty is your soul. Ploughed through my heart taking the best of my love, turning it to dust. From dust we came and to dust we shall return, so death is the gift received in exchange for the gift of love.

Yet I hoped, longed. That you would see the error and attempt to correct it, if only to appease a wounded and broken soul. You sort only to eagerly acquiesce to the request that things be over, put to rest, shut away.

Did you sigh a breath of relief and smile to yourself, mentally saying "Finally?" I think you did, I think you were glad that it was finally over, that the ploy to discourage my emotional attachment had finally succeeded. no thought as to the mental pain and emotional mess you left me in.

I will be stronger now, stronger than I was before.
Aware now, more than ever before that all that glitters isn't necessarily gold. It might just be a greasy-ass diarrhoea, much like the words flowing freely from you lips.

Note well, Mr. You came in, you saw, you ruined.

I do not hate you, I do love you but today I say, no-more. No more lies and excuses, no more broken promises and no more pain.

Thank you for your presence and IF you ever wish to 'fix-it' you know where how to reach me.

Kind regards and a cool, calm and collected fare thee well.

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Embrace Life

Ahhh! The refreshing feel of the cool morning air upon my face and the chill it sends down my spine with each breath.
I love my life,
The feel of the gentle kiss upon my cheek by the rising sun gives me that warm and cuddly feeling.
I love my life!
His tongue in the palm of my hand, his nails lightly scraping the bare skin of my thigh.
I...Love my life.

The first yawn, the stretch. The cold floor beneath my soles of my naked feet as I, sleep in my eyes, I swing my legs off the bed.
I...Love my life!
Slowly opening both eyes while standing before the mirror.
I am beautiful this time of the day, natural, uninhibited by the worries of the world, basking in the glory of His love.
I love my life!

Everyday I awake, some days positive and enthusiastic. Other days fighting to find the reason for the new day but always appreciating the life that is a gift I receive daily.

Choosing to approach the new dawn with my best effort, striding forward, up and beyond the challenges that may be so daunting at times.
I love my life.

Be ever grateful and happy for each day you are given this precious gift of life, the breath of He who breathes. The energy of the universe, the possibility for greatness. To share a smile, a hug with your family and friends.

Love your life!