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Whitley
@whitleynatalief
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Because I’m missing mama especially hard during the holiday season
Sweet Potato Pie
By: Whitley Fleming
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Potent Dimness
By: Whitley Fleming
Tanka on my life. I’ve grown to love being different, I’m underrated and at times it seems as if my light does not shine. But I am heard and I am felt.
Ocean Breathes
By: Whitley Fleming
This piece is my peace. Even when life has me consumed with all the “specific” problems I can find peace in the fact that God breathes life in me and has known me before I was in my mother’s womb.
The Time I Questioned God
By:Whitley Fleming
Dear God, or should I say the name above all names.
Throughout my depression and doubt I thank you for being the same.
Keep Livin’
By: Whitley Fleming
At my lowest moments God was there. When I didn’t want to live, God saw purpose. He continues to shine His light on me and pour into me so that I can do the same unto others. If you have a minute read...
Predator
By: Whitley Fleming
My take on today’s prompt in the style of an acrostic haiku. Hope you enjoy.
Five Senses
By: Whitley Fleming
Not my current situation, but I’ve experienced being someone’s second. This hurt began my voyage to self love.
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stevewaldrop
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7 years ago
Revelation :
Alliterative, acrostic nonsense.
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Tipsy Testimony
By: Whitley
Tipsy Testimony is simply that. All my thoughts and everything that happened when I decided to drink and drive. Forever thankful.
Revelation
By:Whitley Fleming
Revelations is a carry on of Territory and Boundary prompts. These are my first pieces on my racial injustices I've encountered in the the land of the free's workplace.
When America grows up
By: Whitley Fleming
This is currently my life. Brown Melanin Queen trying to be self in a corporate world which tries to conform me. I am a well spoken, country talking, educated queen. Respect it.
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skye
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8 years ago
Alone!
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Olympic Sprinter (Tanka)
By: Whitley Fleming
Broken heart made me a runner. I used to run from love, if I hurt them first there was no damage done, or so I thought.
Thank you to skye for communicating every emotion someone has felt including myself. “I live in a house, and I seek home” My, my, My did I feel you there. You inspired a mist poem in me, stay tuned.
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7 years ago
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Skilled Laborer
By: Whitley Fleming
My ode to God. Thank you for taking the time to love me. Thank you for forgiving me when I couldn’t forgive myself. Thank you for loving me just because. Without you I’d still be stuck in hurt with hi...
March Flowers (Tanka)
By: Whitley Fleming
The simple act of gifting a rose, so minute. Flowers symbolize life, and blossoming. Mama I am sorry I got your roses after death. Month of March forever tarnished.
Story Telling Eyes
By:Whitley Fleming
First poem I ever wrote, it was written to my daughter Ayanna. It’s a true story of our first encounter, from birthing her to seeing her for the first time. (Her head literally wouldn’t budge, they ...
Sailing
By: Whitley Fleming
Self Love Haiku
We spend so much time physically swimming through past hurt, yet we have a boat. Sail into peace.