Jasmine Williams
An emerging poet and writer.
I miss my mother
I miss my mom. I miss my mother so much, I often don’t think about her. I miss my mom so much, it takes stumbling across an old picture for me to
A poem
Hide me in your shadows / help me see the safety in your light / the freedom in being held by you / remind me darkness is no friend / it lurks and creeps / inviting me deeper
Meditation Monday
The scripture I am meditating on this week & questions to engage with it. May we be blessed and transformed by the word of the Lord. Scripture: Isaiah 53:7 NKJV 7 He
my pen.
i thought i lost you. dropped you somewhere between then and now, there were no bread crumbs reminding me of how far we had come. there were no red strings, marking the path
it is hard to move, to shift, to breathe new air, when a plan has not been carefully charted. going with the wind sounds fun but when the gusts pick up and threaten
sitting still and just being have never been easy, responsibilities heaped on top of responsibility, no end to the demand i have been expected to keep up with. there is a chair, but
Assurance of Heaven
I often search my mind for memories of you, Sometimes I find them easily, a flower bud at the first of Spring, Other times the search is more difficult, - a green leaf
Hoping in Hope
I have been going through a lot of changes as I have been a mother now for 4 months! I am not sure what I thought motherhood would be like, but I can
There's Still Hope
there is more to see and come to know. the darkness cannot exist in your light. so shine. release the fire within. the flickering does not mean an end is near. it signifies
Mouthpiece for God
Definition One: One such as a spokesperson, through which views are expressed Definition Two: a person, newspaper, etc., that conveys the opinions or sentiments of others; spokesperson In order to convey the opinions,
Morning seems to come quicker than night likes to stay The stars decide they need sleep too And hide behind the clouds while the sun yawns Sending the birds of the air into
I am not alone
One of the hardest truths for me to believe is that I am not alone. There are moments when I know and believe it but I think more times than not, I forget.
Your patience with me Smooth, flows over every hard “no” Dismantles every “please stop” Sees the fear behind those words For hugs never did me any harm Kisses on the shoulder, arm or
i cannot seem to balance i find myself swaying right to left left to right, center does not seem to exist. i am floating. in and out of focus. how did i get

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