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Before the night fades and day welcomes my face, here is a kiss to the brow. If anything dims your halo between then and now, reflect on my crown—we are the same image. —JG ©2026
We pray with our shoes on, knees bent over cracked concrete, hands cupped like tin cups in a church of streetlamps, siren hymns threading the night, bassline heartbeat underfoot. Mama said Sundays were for boiled greens and hands that worked…
Falling from the atmosphere was terrifying— until I realized the open arms waiting below. My thoughts rushed back…
It just goes to show you everything ain't secretive anymore, I must admit, that this is some crazy writing!!! THE SECRET IS HIDDEN WITHIN THE SAUCE!…
Dark as Night, I look into the horizons, a sheet of complete…
As I close my eyes, the sea salt of my rebirth home Uprise my underworld kingdom and take your place among Heaven's throne The energy of your spirit shall carry you over the throne of Allah's glory and wishes The eighth dimension I give unto you, the…
My thoughts roam her realm, while my body awaits in jealousy. I can only imagine the things said, “He can’t do what we can.”…
In the realm between the darkness of the underworld in the cast of shield illumination of light Between the breath of life I give barren fields their beautiful birthright In the coven I sit upon damnation I am the goddess who sits on the throne…
Success isn't always the best, Along with chasing your dreams, You can make it to the top, but The negativity of it is unseen…
Don’t let anyone ground you away from him— take off. Your ascent, your rocket, two seats…
I don't care if it's wrong or if it's right, I dig you and you are out of sight, Like a true desire, you are my biggest delight, If I could, I would take you home tonight…
When your day leans away from its brightness, your smile seems heavy. Come closer, and breathe. Exhale into my arms…
Deep blue, like the star-stretched sky ascended above the free realm. Seven and six stripes— red, white, red, white—…
Today I pause in quiet reflection Not for medals Not for recognition Not for applause But for those who answered a call greater than themselves…
Poetry aside, what would I do with your body in the watchful night? Now poetry resides, and I just might—…
If I had to die today, I wouldn’t mind, nor argue with what chooses me. If it is in peace while I sleep…
Upon the breath of humanity's suspended animation The evolution of spiritual amalgamation Where time stands still Royal vessels among the Mothership slipped through a realm of thy will…
Warm memories mark this day, yet this year’s quiet pauses bring a rare gift my way. Never to claim she is mine…
Tom… please leave Mr. Jerry alone he is innocent in all this, you got this all wrong I swear to you he was only keeping me company when you were gone Wait.. just let me explain… There was... oh.. it began to rain.. and.. and then He stood on the…
At my home there is silence, quietness, and solitude…
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