Sitting here in this place known as home
On the brink of tears, at the edge of my seat reflecting on the horror film of my day
Cold and dark, the temperature continues to fall
I prevent my anger from boiling over like the sticky oatmeal in the A.M.
Surrounded by vultures, ready to swarm as if death is near
Wet and damp are my thoughts, like that of an un-rung
mop-
drip, drip, dripping away
The ecru tiles evenly displayed by the dozens
One after another surrounding, robbing me mentally
Finally, that time of the day to vacation, wherever I choose
Far, far away from the five-car pile-up of my life
No fatalities, only fender benders yet the escape is heavenly
I submerge into the cloak of lavender scented bubbles
Soak, soak soaking in the aroma of my nest
Tammy Wynette is a mother of three and a “G-MA” (grandma). Born in Warren, Arkansas, she currently resides in Sacramento, CA and is pursuing an AA degree in English at American River College, with plans to transfer to California State University, Sacramento (Sac State). She is an active leader and role model in her community, she works with teens sharing and teaching poetry, as well as providing insight for young parents to prosper.
She has certificate from NAMI (The National Alliance on Mental Illness) and is a trailblazer & Griot, keeper of stories/traditions passed down from her ancestors. As an Author and motivational speaker it’d be an honor to present at your events to inspire, encourage & let our VOICES be heard!
She has short stories and poems published in Our Black Mothers Brave, Bold and Beautiful!
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I literally just jumped out of bed while watching the Spiderman movies to inspect a loud noise I heard. A tree fell in the parking lot outside my window. Thankfully it didn’t fall in my window or on any cars.
Happy New Year Ab!
Thanks. I enrolled back in school in 2012 to pursue nursing again until a counselor suggested an English degree although I hadn’t written in years. This was my first attempt in a creative writing class, lol.
Marvelous!🛀
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Thanks & much appreciated 🙂
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I really love this piece; probably because your visuals are so relatable. ❤️
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Thanks. If I’m not mistaken, I was just beginning to learn about imagery, lol.
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A heart at rest, knows a quiet place, to lay your thoughts, empty your emotions. Into the warmth, the peaceful embrace, an endearing solitude!
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Beautifully expressed!
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So many fantastic visuals here! I especially love the anger boiling over…I can see, hear, and smell that one! 💞
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Thanks, much appreciated ❣️
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I’m hoping on this last evening of the year you are being comforted by the Lavendar scented bubbles.
Wishing you all the best in 2023, Tammy.
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I literally just jumped out of bed while watching the Spiderman movies to inspect a loud noise I heard. A tree fell in the parking lot outside my window. Thankfully it didn’t fall in my window or on any cars.
Happy New Year Ab!
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Glad you’re ok. And what a way to end the final night of the year!
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It’s all good, now there’s a blackout on my block, lol.
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Oh my. Maybe you should go to bed before an Asteroid hits. The tree probably knocked over some power lines.
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🤣🤣🤣
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Happy New Year!
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Happy New Year to you as well!
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This was a beautiful piece. Reflections are always important
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Much appreciated ❣️
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Excellent! Happy New Year to you and your family! 🙂
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Happy New Year to you as well, thanks you!
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This is great and I can feel what you’re saying.
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Nothing like a nice hot bubble bath right😁
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Nothing better!
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I love reading pieces from someone’s before blogging life ❤ This is so peaceful sounding.
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Thanks. I enrolled back in school in 2012 to pursue nursing again until a counselor suggested an English degree although I hadn’t written in years. This was my first attempt in a creative writing class, lol.
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