I am honored and proud to be included in this new anthology that Michelle Ayon Navajas has curated. There are more than two dozen talented authors who have contributed to this book with poetry and prose about survival after trauma. Be sure to pick up your copy when it becomes available next week! “I am…
Category: Guilt
Waiting and Breaking Joni Jazz
WAITING AND BREAKING (The WordPress Reader doesn’t play this link, to hear the song, please click here: https://the-inner-child.com/2021/04/22/waiting-and-breaking/) Well, I told you don’t you ever walk away from meClose your eyes and remember how you could seeIn the darkness as I sang from that dusty old stageWe locked eyes and were both free from our…
Magnolia Sweet
Skin leaching brown hues like fragments of oozing figs gone badWindows reacting with endless weeping of humidity trappedVases with parched flowers thought to bewitch and beguile usAre eaten by dust mites exploding with toxic, endless self-shameShrouded in enigmas an ill room of wicked waywardness cameCrack by unnerving crack she brought it down with her blame…
couple of chicks sittin’ ’round readin’!
Happy Saturday, Beautiful People! This was so fun! One of my dear, AMAZING poet friends, Joni, (along with her lovely husband, Scott!) and I read … couple of chicks sittin’ ’round readin’!
Lust and a Coffee Cup
Window Weeper, salty tears lost in anguish, cutting deep with painYour saddened state only aggravates your memories which are in vainAlone inside empty walls, for you, there is now nowhere else to runYou should have known that evening out with lust, was more than funYet within your rending heart and in your dreams you already…
Mistaken Pleasures
Crimson cheeks and curled confusion, you wear upon your head,Satan’s satin covers and putrid odors ornament your bed.Countless corners hold your breath and tremble at your power,So many times, your favor won, with the pardon from a flower. A tongue found bitter from your taste, and yet it won’t recoil,Implanted in a weakling’s eye, another…
Humble Myself
Oh God, my enemy’s who hurt my heart I must love, I cling to your teachings and the affection you sent With your beloved son Jesus who now reigns above. In my life, I am never worthy of your love, for I’m bent. The sinful thing that I am, born this way, and yet you…
Deceitfulness
Pierced with sharp objects the skin grows tight, Disillusionment fraught with dishonesty stings, As those you love, with one swipe cut at your wings! Your adversary hides like the spider in a new web, Jealousy, cruelty and embitterment take a slice, Your heart is now fully aware of their shallow device. Your tissue toughens to…
My Wrath
Lips pucker and brows wrinkle as he stares.Anger burrows in deep erasing his kind features.Borne is this unsummoned yet familiar creature,From the inferno of my own unrestrained wrath.Stinging remarks racing from my impertinent gateway,Chilling his heart and granting birth to my sin and guilt. by Joni 6/19
Taken Down A Notch or Two
A couple of days ago I was taken down a notch or two. It was a blessing for me. I can’t spare too many inches as I am already only five foot two. However, I find myself a bit shorter today. I realized that I had judged someone a bit harshly who I felt had…
