Jasmine Williams
An emerging poet and writer.
how does the wind know where to blow? who showed the ocean how to dance and greet? when did the trees learn to bow? who gave birds the knowledge to soar? how did
Letting Go
The above picture is a pile of two notebooks and an unnumbered stack of poems I have written. Poems from 2010 up until recent years. Two days ago I grabbed my poetry binder
Connection route Some are meant to be broken     Some merge new possibilities     Others are reminders of hurt Leading us over obstacles Guiding us through struggles     We never seem to take the ones that
I struggle with being needed. More specifically, I struggle with measuring my worth and my usefulness by how much I am needed or not needed. I am sure this is not a struggle
building blocks
these pieces look to me for direction. positioning themselves where they feel they belong. square edges don't fit in round corners. smooth brushes against rough. something is out of place. while another is
In the Dark
When it is dark outside I do not like to drive. I become anxious and drive too close to the steering wheel. One time in particular, I was driving around 5 am and
why here? why now?
the ground not as uncomfortable as expected. pieces of a story lie about. sometimes catching a breath of a passerby and dancing on the clouds. a short distance covered by a single breath.
What Do I Want More Than Freedom?
I realized a few days ago that I sometimes want to be sad and when given an opportunity to leave my sadness, I choose to stay. Why might I want to stay in
Tell Me When
tell me when does a word turn into a pen?                    an open mouth a seventeen lined poem,                   a thought a fifteen page paper describing                    what a mess my mind is and how I
completely wrapped and covered in the love of Jesus. in peace. in comfort of the Holy Spirit. in protection. in the truth of Jesus. unable to break free from His grasp. His hands.
Who Gives?
who gives and takes away;     who tells the portion where it should go,     when to lessen its load   when to release in full,     where it shall land and where to remove. who gives
to follow is to listen. placing trust in the voice and in the one before you. have you any hope in what they say? have you any questions; looming in your mind; enchanting
My fíance and I recently adopted a kitten. Prior to picking her up, we went to get some essential things for her. A litter box, food, a toy and cat litter. What we
a poem.
I AM your rest draw near and I will provide. I AM your trust confide in me and I will answer. I AM your peace make known your cares and I will comfort.

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