Choose heaven or hellBoth are at your disposalBeauty or ashes-akw- ___©2021 Angel K WillPhoto by João Jesus from Pexels
Higher
Like a battering of wind and rain,I was eroded just enoughfor my phoenix to riseup out of the ashesand into the skies.The pain forced upon meeventually opening my eyesdeciphering my worththrough an ocean of lies.I’m starting over;I’m starting clean;I’m staring to feellife is serene.In the midst of my pain,I can choose to aimhigher.I’m created formore.-akw-…… Continue reading Higher
A Haiku: Loving
Never stop lovingme like you do, and I willnever stop loving-akw- __©2021 Angel K WillPhoto by Leah Kelley from Pexels
A Haiku: Voids
Unspoken tensionSilent despair filling voidsEnergy building -akw- ___©2021 Angel K WillPhoto by Pixabay on Pexels
The Art of Still
SilentStatuesqueBeingNothingnessI breathe inI breathe outHearing the clockTickTockThe humming lightjoins inMy breath findsa matching rhythmSymphonyof empty spacePrepping fora magnificent dayFor five minutesI’m still-akw- ___©2020 Angel K WillPhoto by Emma Henry from Pexels
A Haiku: Commune
Sleep to awakenCommune in the in betweenWhere there’s only love-akw- ___©2021 Angel K WillPhoto by Miriam Espacio from Pexels
A Haiku: Temptation
Wrong, but feels so rightVoices within start to fightTemptation’s strong pull -akw- ___©2021 Angel K WillPhoto by Dhyamis Kleber on Pexels
To drift like the wood
Driftwood… made smoother by the tides, winds, and waves. Much like life, I too can be made smoother by the ups, downs and all arounds.To accept or resist, therein lies my choice. Do I view the world in full color or black and white? Do I go back and forth between one and the other?…… Continue reading To drift like the wood
A Haiku: Fire
True colors will shinefor all to see, when you areput through life’s fire-akw- ___©2021 Angel K WillPhoto by Francesco Ungaro from Pexels
New day, new year
An unfolding path,this new day andnew year presents.Lived with intention,that is my choosing.Eyes forward focusedon the here and now,for time I can’t get back.It evaporates like dewon a sunny morn.-akw- (This is a poem for tomorrow January 1st, but I’m not kicking off the new year online so posting early 💜) ___©2020 Angel K WillPhoto…… Continue reading New day, new year
