Author Archives: pamelagrace

< Poetry Home My Mother’s Hands I have my mother’s hands. And her way of moving them when I talk. I have my mother’s legs. And the way she holds her head when she walks. I have my mother’s smile. Lips that easily part. And the ability to hide sadness though I might feel itContinue reading “My Mother’s Hands”

< Poetry Home I AM NOT I am not going to carry dead men’s bones. I am not going to sleep in your city morgue. I am not going to cry in your funeral parlor. I am not going to carry dead men’s bones. I am tired of sleeping with the “e-ne-me” I am tiredContinue reading “I AM NOT”

< Poetry Home TEACH ME, HELP ME In my teaching, teach me to learn. There is no reason why I cannot be who I am, In my learning, and you be who you are, help me to give and they be who they think they “wanna” be. In my giving, this week. teach me toContinue reading “TEACH ME, HELP ME”

< Poetry Home KNOW THAT Know that the sweet aroma that once fragranced your home is now Incense at God’s throne Know that the heart that once captivated you now hollows you to contain more of Him Know that death does not define your loved one’s end when the life they lived is planted inContinue reading “KNOW THAT”

< Poetry Home BEGIN LIFE AFRESH Begin life afresh and new Travel without luggage and a baggage cart, this you must do. Then scent the world with the roses you smell along the way. And light the world with the sun you choose to see each day. You see, you become the seed to yourContinue reading “BEGIN LIFE AFRESH”

< Poetry Home THE LAW Some folks call it Karma. Some say what goes around comes around But this I know for certain “Every dog has his day.” Some say it is just the Law of Reciprocity Some call it retribution or compensation But this I know is true God is not mocked; you reapContinue reading “THE LAW”