Moment

I want to sit here with you and watch the light from the moon glow off the structure of your face. While listening to the drum of your heart, chill with me ! Listen to you snore while your lips move in this spiraling rotational oval shape of a circle. as you switch sides laying on the right of your pillow. Rewind in my mind every single word you spit out as if it was the ten commandments engraved on a stone in my soul. I thirst for your energy and knowledge that you carry. I bask in your radiance and set myself on pause thinking he is only with me and no one else how blessed it is to  be apart of your galaxy, as we use our physical elements to transform a connection between us that no other can comprehend. You are the flame that forever burns and rekindles a flicker in my body . As I sit here touching your fingertips, staring at you like a antique piece of art, a creation made from God himself, I sit in simplicity, and chill for the moment.

Thankyou Love

Thank you love for accetping me the way Iam. My curves my toes my akward nose . Thank you love for singing to me when my day has lost it’s beat, Although your voice misses high pitch keys your’ll crack a glass because you love me! Thank you love for being a friend, that I can speak to when nights are dim. Run around the house as if we were kids again, You make loving fun for me. Thank you love for holding my secrets loving me despite my flaws  even though I bite my nails, snore like a hundred thousand bears, complain about the smallest things you still accept me . Big, small, short or thin you love me for the woman Iam within.

Love

You are the voice inside my soul the comfort when Iam cold. Being loved by you is like an angel getting wings and seeing the universe in a new perspective. Butterflys in my stomach & fingertips in my spine you are the root of me ! When we kiss sparks become fireworks and the stars shine brighter than gold. The hairs on the back of my neck stand up . You can convert a heathen to a christian, a sinner to a saint, a nerd to a roughneck. Suddlenly it’s a whole new world. Dominating my every being you are my Genesis. Holding you is coming home after the war is over. Holding you is like fried chicken, black eye peas all rolled into one. Holding you is thunder and lightning shaking heaven and earth. The grass is greener and the sun is brighter and days are longer filled with your essence, your smile your personality. The thing about you that drives me wild . I feel like a champion runner winning a marthon, this is what living for is all about your LOVE !

Moment To Remember

Life is full of unexpected things. I grew up watching true love as if it were a mini series. I watch as my parents loved each other, endless whispers in the middle of night. Laughing so loud the walls echoed. I stood in the storyline of love. I watch Juliet cry as her Romeo slept and never awoke . Juliet eye’s wept of sorrow, and pain. She walked around like a zombie trying to solve the pieces to the missing puzzle. She continued to breath and exhale each moment as if it were her last. I watch love become, grow and evolved into something unbreakable. Then I slept and awoken a woman, turning as pages in a novel. I wanted something similar as my mother and father shared. I wanted a friend who could hold my hand in the darkest hour and laugh for no apparent reason. I kissed a lot of frogs, walked thru the forest in my red hood passing big bad wolves. I cried and asked the question Juliet spoke to the heavens “ Why God, Why?”

 

Suddenly out of no where rained poured on the tip of my eyes down my face surrounding me, embracing me as if I was a lost relative. I learned that I had to love myself and step aside and God would give the lover, the friend I prayed for. I didn’t have to find it the comfort of strangers arms, not in the midst of internet chatting or phone hookups. I gave Juliet a happier ending I saved Romeo by waiting on God. My mother had one of the greatest loves in her life so few get a chance to find true love.

My Hero My Child

      This poem is dedicated to my son Justin . This is dedicated to all those children who live with Autisim

 Everyday you arise and shine. You light me up with your smile. My Hero, my child. Even though you can not say much I know what Your feeling. My Hero, my child. Tell me fifty things over and over it never Bores me out, and when your day has you troubled, can’t express it verbally. Mommy is here .. To wrap my arms around you tight, Snuggle you in when your day doesn’t seem so bright. Play your favorite song, dance until the sun is gone. Mommy is here for you, my hero, my child. I will pick you up and never let you down. Little Hero whose eyes wonder across the sky, little hero who strives and strives and strives … Little Hero whose hands reach out for me. How blessed I am, how blessed God made me your mother. I truly believe in superhero’s because you are mine. My Hero, my child

March On Soldier

As Some of you might know the month of March is Women’s History Month. Women have evolved and surpass so many obstacles. They have looked diversity and ignorance in the face and broke down the barriers,open doors that were slammed in their faces . The Month of March is also a special month that honor survivors of breast cancer. This is called the National Breast Cancer Awareness Month.  I wanted to do something using my poetry to send a message to a good friend of mine whose mother is battling Cancer. I also wanted to send this to my mother who has lost her mother in the fight of breast cancer. You are so strong and this poem is for you !             

I will stand in the face of fear ! I will ball up my fist and prepare myself to battle. My chin toward the sky in heaven’s applause . My father looking down on me .My shield in my right hand my feet planted in the roots of the earth . The wind chanting in my ear I will not back down . I will stand until the fog clears until the rain has ceased and the night is calm . I will stand until the sun is gleaming across my back and wind has no need for me ! I will hold up my shield against the ghost that hunts my dreams against the fear that continues to face me. I will hang on to the last strand of rope until the sands of time vanish. I will stand steady, not broken, willing not eager I will stand and defend my soul. I will not be captive, shackled or tied down I will fight . I will march and I will look toward you with no amount of fear ! For you shall not have that piece of me ! I stand, I ride and I fight !         

Little Sista With Love

Often times I gaze at you I see a little girl, but as I come to realize your not so little anymore. How you’ve grown into a woman seems so unreal to me. Yet I still see you in my eyes a baby roaming free. I may forget to tell you how much I really care . Here are a few things I feel I need to share.

I ‘m always here to argue over clothes, tell you to get off the phone, complain about your bathroom time, make sure your homework is done right pass the kleenex to you when your heart is sore. Warm your spirits in the midst of storms. Paint your toenails whe your feeling lazy. Dance around the house in order to keep you happy. Share make up tips and pointer’s gvie you sisterly advice. Sing our favorite tunes while crusing in your ride.Hug you if it’s not to embarrassing in front of your girlfriend crew. It’s the little things that mean so much and little things I cherrish . Little sister I’m always hereand forever I’ll be near . Call if you chip a nail need some company to the nail shop. Sit around the hair salon talking under hair dryers. Never far and not a bother, It’s official I’m here to stay. Little sister with all my love I’ll never go away

A Quote Of The Moment

            I once read something that a famous renowed poet wrote about poetry. It was Emily Dickinson, she gave a description of poetry that inspired me so that I kept this poem / quote inside my notebook. It goes ….

                              My letter to the world that never wrote to me . Simple news that nature told with tender majesty.Her message is committed to hands I can not see for her sweet love of countrymen judge tenderly of me !

Leshel’s Garden Of Poems

                                                                                         Things I am grateful for     

                                                                                               

I am grateful for my mother . Her honesty is always  said out of love. I am grateful for my husband . He continues to tell me how beautiful Iam after four kids, my shoe size going from size seven to ten. He still loves me and takes me just the way Iam. I am grateful because I have people in my life that truly love me. If you have someone in your life, let them know how grateful you are.

                  Grateful for the little things we share, grateful for laughs & memories we cherrish. Grateful to hear your voice on the telephone. Grateful for that sense of belonging. Grateful to have so many of you in my life . Grateful that each moment I have is blessing .