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Voting 2016

On the contrary, to the politician hater canary

Singing the song of the economy and politics gone wrong

no disrespect to the true conscious intellect

my people we must check…ourselves

put the molded, contaminated loathe on the discard shelf

all this election disdain, is truly insane

meme’s and ads spreading grime

hydrated posts a waste of time

uninformed, incompetent  opinionated  minds

lacking content, no need to vent

or complain about the government’s twisted domain

did you vote in the last campaign?

my  people we are the grain of fiber

our votes activism inspire…require action

needing more than a fraction

involved to change or rearrange

the malicious intention of the warped candidate’s position

with views that are pretty scary!

Voting is a must, it’s very necessary!

Voting is a freedom, a privilege, a right

Vote to honor those who died and had to fight

Vote because the outcome affects us all!

Research, read, listen, pay attention and please heed the call!

Vote! Vote! Vote! Vote!

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How’s your view?

 

Recently I had the pleasure of attending an event that my son was participating in. Like many other events I used my cell phone to capture the memories. While taking photos, I realized that some of the people in the group could not be seen in the photos. The group was extremely large, and included more people than the screen settings would allow.

I opened up the settings, examined my cell phone, and toiled with how to include everyone in the photos. As my son was coming over to assist me, a couple people that were also taking pictures of the group suggested that I use the panoramic view setting in my phone. Panoramic view is “an unobstructed and wide view of an extensive area in all directions. “ A panoramic view is further defined as “an extended pictorial representation or a cyclorama of a landscape or other scene, often exhibited a part at a time and made to pass continuously before the spectators.”   Wow! What a revelation! Using panoramic view in your life can allow you to see things beyond the defined landscape. Regardless of the current circumstance, challenge, or situation you may be faced with there is something beyond the view. Through prayer and seeking the Lord, he will reveal the landscape of our lives beyond our limited view. He often presents us with snapshots, images, dreams, and visions of our destiny. Once, we begin to fulfill our divine purpose the snapshots of our destiny will form together to create a panoramic view of our lives. Additionally, we must keep our view clear and without obstructions to see things. We cannot allow people or circumstances to allow our view to become limited and blocked. Finally, once your view/vision is panoramic and clear there will be” a part at a time and made to pass continuously before the spectators.” Wow! Another Revelation! God will allow your haters, those hell raisers, the hypocrites, and those that harshly judged, used and lied on you to be your spectators when he lifts you to your purpose! There is more to come in your life! Change your view!

 

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Spring Cleaning!

Spring Cleaning!

Spring has sprung upon us! This is the season that is often referred to as “Spring Cleaning.” Spring Cleaning usually involves sprucing up one’s home, office, car, closet, and so forth. Spring cleaning encompasses getting rid of old, unused things, excess, reducing, and stopping all together.
During this season, spring is very much symbolic of cleansing, renewing, and disposing. Spring Cleaning sometimes takes a lot of effort. So many times it’s difficult to get rid of that pair of shoes in your favorite color that you haven’t worn in over a year, or those blue jeans that used to fit just right, or that sports coat that commands attention from the ladies when you wear it. Or maybe it was a designer purse that you had to have and no longer carry, or outdated electronics, or could it be unused sporting equipment, clothes your children have outgrown, your great grandmother dishes, figurines, Knick knacks, tools; the list goes on and on.
During this season as flowers begin to bloom and we begin to purge of old and unused material things; this could be a great opportunity to rid ourselves of internal junk, clutter, and baggage as well. Internal Cleansing or Cleaning can be the most difficult by far. This would mean for individuals to truly examine themselves, their motivations, thoughts, actions and behaviors. Internal cleaning would require much more of an effort. One would have to be aware, invested, genuine, and sincere for internal cleansing or to take place and be effective. Everyone should do an internal spot check every now and then, whether a person is 5 or 95, internal cleansing can be Soul Healing. I personally, do an internal check quite frequently and have been for several years now. I think consciously speaking it would be difficult not to be aware of any internal junk, clutter, baggage that has crept in. Often times, through prayer, meditation and divine revelation it will made clear and be very apparent of anything that required spring cleaning, internal cleansing or Soul Healing! I invite and encourage you to join me in doing a frequent spot check and rid yourself of internal clutter for Soul Healing!

Dawritechick aka Shivendra
2015

Trapped In Misery!

Trapped In Misery!

 

She didn’t know how to escape and run

Her heart wouldn’t let her flee

Battered and bruised she became

Addicted to pain and misery

She nurtured and embraced her life as she knew it to be

Dying a slow death captivated by love’s fallacy

The imaginary tale, the one she wanted to believe

That love sometimes hurt; her soul she so deceived

Drifting into a fantasy, a world of make believe

Her bruises healed and left no scars, is what she chose to receive;

Her world conceived in physical turmoil, languished in injury

As days, months and time passed on she’s hoping for change

10 years in and things remained the same

Shattered beyond the external beatings she endured

Wounds split, by his violent countenance, her spirit hooked and lured

One day things would change her soul and mind she falsely reassured.

Hoping for strength to maintain her perception blurred and obscured

Believing that his internal wounds could be one day cured,

Nursing his faults, cradling his vicious allure

Praying that God will intervene and create a divine detour!

She believed that Love is real, change can happen, things can be made pure!

 Shivendra aka Da Write Chick

 

Previously Published in B EPIC MAG!  Oct 2013 issue for Domestic Violence Awareness

Don’t Trip

Help me Lord to hold my lip,

Let the gossip slip off my hip,

From the jealousy I shall not trip

But instead flip the script,

Being friendly to the enemy envy

Remove the negativity, lies, biased chatter from around me.

In the midst of this lions den,

Free me from this worldly sin

Strengthen me to never give in

Yet turn my cheek to the whisperin’

Please protect me from the evil grin

External smile of a “so called friend”

Let the negativity make me laugh

And provoke me not to wrath

Vengeance Lord I shall not seek.

Humble me father, make me meek

Thank you Lord for the critics I face.

You are my light, my savior, my saving grace!

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Thanks!!!

THANK YOU!!!  THANK YOU!!!   THANK YOU!!!

I just wanted to take a moment to let every blogger, reader, email supporter know that I am very grateful that you are reading my blog!!!   Thank you for the many likes, sharing, reblogging,  and so forth. I took a brief break during the summer and there’s nothing like a well rested pen!  LOL  🙂  I really appreciate all of your sincere and heartfelt comments so keep them coming 😉  Thank you also for sharing your wonderful poetry, writing, photography, etc. and allowing me to follow  and read your blogs!  I am truly grateful and humble and I really enjoy reading poetry, short stories, admiring people’s art work as much as I enjoy writing!   Stay Tuned more writing to come… Thanks!!!! I appreciate each and every one of you!!!

 

Da Write Chick aka Shivendra

Unity Launch!

The rising son warms and covers the universe…
While Serenity orbits Jupiter, Saturn, Mars, Venus and Uranus
As tranquility dances with the stars
Shooting rockets of Love, Unity, and Harmony to the moon
sprinkling it’s calm propellants to rain, showering Peace on Earth… Peace on Earth… Peace on Earth!

Da Write Chick
2013

Shadowless Reflection..

Shadowless Reflection

The rumbling blue sea, a massive being
Raging waves absorbing the sunlight,
Swallowing all of its own shiny reflection
Never casting a shadow!

Da Write Chick
copyright 2013

Burning Bridges !

Burning Bridges

 

Fiery paths set ablaze

Tension filled embers engulfed brightly glazed

Unforgiveness, anger, jealousy and rage,

Pride and egos take center stage

Scandalous behavior sizzles while it’s covered and hot!

Planning and prepping one mischievous plot

Backstabbing, back tracking, fence straddling not to get caught

Exposed it reveals scorched and blistered dry rot

Withered and destroyed, hearts and minds are distraught

Tempers flared, word war declared foul language slingshots

Slung and thrown, the bridge is now burned a real life lesson taught.

Pay Attention and learn which bridges to keep, which to burn….

divine revelation will help you discern!

 

Da Write Chick

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My Canvas

My Canvas

My very own canvas, a blank slate
A precious gift from the most high God to create
shape, mold, love, paint, and cultivate.
Designed by matrimonial affection,
He came wrapped in perfection.
Silky, smooth flawless complexion
Shielding him from harm, being his protection
From negative elements prayerfully interjecting,
Declaring calm to life’s storms
Guiding the winds to blow sweetly in his direction
Softly, gently sowing, pouring golden seeds of reflection
hope, courage, love, patience, kindness and peace into my masterpiece,
calming any blues, stroking him with joy filled hues
of neon nights watching the iridescent moonlight to wishing upon shiny stars while I tuck him in at night. Yellow sunshine filled days, watching him grow up and play. Blissfully drawing adventures to be remembered, countless pictures of see sawing, roller skating, bike riding, kite flying, birthdays, field trips so many trips, falls, scraps and slips and endeavors, creating cherished memories to last forever. My masterpiece still growing, learning and yearning to be older than he really is…

My loving son, my canvas still being creating, becoming more acquainted with life, so vivid, colorful, unique, my canvas will be a Great Man once he’s complete!

Da Write Chick
copyright 2013