Here's the backstory to the Poem: A LOCK, A KEY: BOUND FOR ETERNITY During my recent trip back to Maryland for my daughter's wedding,...

"An antique brass lock, A key worn with time— An entrance to the past, History’s motion, A journey back, forward, To the present moment."

No matter how long the winter, spring is sure to follow." - African Proverb (click image to access source) I have not yet reached my...

TEN WOMEN AND JESUS I AM THE WOMAN at the well He knew me I AM THE WOMAN who was bleeding I reach for Him and touch the hem of His...

Marcy stood at the crossroads, the path ahead shrouded in darkness. The whispers of despair echoed in her ears, tempting her to surrender.

A poem about a bride who finds herself not a bride realizing instead she is a widow. She is seeking freedom and learns that it will come...

Have you thought about yourself as unworthy? I once heard someone say that I am not worthy. I know this well, yet even still... I find worth

Time stretched out like an endless desert, each grain of sand a moment of despair. The horizon offered no hope...

My son as he penned these words did not know almost 7 years later, they would be chosen and spoken just feet away from his coffin...

There's a great divide between us now. One unexpected. Un-imagined. Undesired. Where I am you no longer are. Where you are I long to be.

A historical poem written to honor my Caribbean roots, a multinational heritage.

A poem I wrote in honor of my Taino (Indigenous to Puerto Rico) ancestors over 9 years ago with two original paintings.

12 Dec 2015; revised 6 Feb 2016; edited 13 July 2021 I am a Queen I am the Queen This is my castle This is my kingdom My home My...

Illuminate me with the fire of Your Word When You speak, You speak spoken words of purity There is no flaw in You, no darkness can...

BLESS THE MAN, my heart loves, Bless his gentle touch. Bless the tears falling from his eyes... Pain will cease, for I am God's gift for...