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Whimsical Moments is from my second poetry book, “Crying Tears of Teal.” A book that documents the journey of my mother’s battle with Ovarian Cancer and I poetically talk about others stories and have a special chapter dedicated to survivors. Enjoy the poem and please subscribe to my YouTube channel too.
Peace and blessings everyone! Spreading some more love and light during this time. This is also National Poetry Month. Check out my poem, “Living Dreams.” Wishing you good health and to be well.
Peace, blessings and light. Enjoy my poem on YouTube, “Spiritual Escape” from my first poetry book, “Reconstruction, Pieces of Life, Volume 1.” Spreading light and inspiration during this time. Everyone stay healthy, be well and wise.
Happy February everyone! My latest book, “The Awakening, Pieces of Life Volume 2” has been out for almost a couple of months and the reception has been great! People feel inspired, can relate to the healing process talked about and know that better is coming! I wanted to share a snippet of one of the poems in my book.
If you want more then check out, “The Awakening, Pieces of Life Volume 2!” Books are available in the store here. Be blessed!
Burying the Past
Six feet deep in my soul
Like a coffin in the ground
Laying to rest my emotions, fears and broken promises
Change had to come and soon
I couldn’t move forward
While still looking behind
I buried the past,
Expunged the dirt, grit and grime
Forgiveness was key to redeem the time
It crumbled walls I couldn’t get around or climb
Relieved my spirit from the burdens and pain
Made room for new memories
So, I could start again
Remnants of the past tried to visit
Reminding me
Of what I once felt
Tempted to go back
Inner strength built to resist it
Leave it
Learn from it
Now victorious in my stride
Emotions set on high
Focusing on my goals, passion and vision
Renewed faith to move forward in this new season
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I decided to post one of my poems from my book Crying Tears of Teal. I wrote this piece after meeting a dynamic group of Ovarian Cancer survivors from the Life with Cancer Center in Virginia.
Dedicated to all those who are healing from an illness and cancer survivors! You can do it!
Living Life 155%
I run
Walk
Sky Dive
Parasail
Bike Ride
Mountain Climb
Advocate for my friends with cancer that are trying to stay alive
I’m a…
Mother, Lover
Wife, Sister
Writer, Leader
And you ask me how do I do all of this in my life????
No longer think too much as I take chances and risks
For those that live life too cautiously I wave my finger and say, “tisk, tisk, tisk.”
I live life 155%
100% isn’t good enough for me
Once I became free I promised to live life naturally
Living every moment as if it’s my last
Traveling from place to place, city to city and yet you still ask
“How does one find the energy?”
It’s very simple…you see…
Just 2 years ago I was given 6 months to live
I thought I gave everything I could give
But it wasn’t enough…the doctors were about to give up
I vowed if I made it
To live my life wholly
Making my dream checklist I gave myself a “D” day
My “D” stood for destiny!!!
“D” stood for discharge and determination!
So once I was “discharged” from the hospital after it was said I would die I checked that off
Then I was “determined” to restart my life over and it was a must
Got rid of all those non-believers, doubters and pure haters
Those that stood the test of time in my darkest moments were my circle for life
Fighting to get my life back I went after my “destiny”
Every day I check off something from my long check list
And every day I add more to it
I’m living life like my girl Jill Scott as its Golden
Living Life 155%
If for some reason you dare resent how I live
Then you can see yourself to the door
And if anything your stupid doubts gave me more
Fuel to my fire
Added desire as I live out my life
Until God calls me home
Copyright Serena Wills
All Rights Are Reserved
Photo credit by Andre Furtado