Posted in 2019, nature, poem, Poetic, Poetry, season

Finally Arrived

Sound of spring I hear you coming.
The sound of spring I hear the birds chirping.
Sound of spring
I feel you
Down in body
It’s raining, letting me know April showers is here
Sound of spring
Bring me the beautiful colors
Spring,
Bringing life back to nature
After the cold months
Spring ,
You finally here.

4/6/19

~PJ~

Another poem dedicated to Spring. Also dedicated to poetry month. Do enjoy and hope everyone have finally experience spring. God Bless

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Posted in 2019, God, Journey, Lord, poem, Poetic, Poetry, Trust

Use Me

We need to learn to shake the devil off. No matter what he throws our way.

Get on your knees and pray.

God do you hear me.
I know it’s been a while,
but I need you.
I try to handle stuff on my own.
Dear Lord
I need you.
Down on my knees crying out.
I’m struggling on my journey.
I’m drowning
Dear Lord

I need you
I’m sorry
for not trusting you when things got rough
Dear Lord
I’m in need
Of your blessing
Of your healing
I’m drowning in my sin.,
Dear Lord
Do you hear me
I can’t do this journey without you
I’m down on my knees Crying out.,
Yes, Lord, I hear you
Yes, Lord
Yes, Lord.
Use me, Use me, Lord,

I want to do your will
Use Me Lord.

2/10/19

~PJ~

Posted in 2019, Character, Children, poem, Poetic, Poetry

9th Birthday

Today is your day.
You’re turning big 9.
We going party with
Superheroes.
We going to have a cake
And pizza.
And play some games
We got the arcade and then
Laser tag.
Today is your day.
Hope you enjoy it.
We going party.

2/10/19

~PJ~

His birthday was on 2nd of this month. But just got around to typing his poem. It’s to be dedicated to them once there older. God Bless

Posted in 2019, AWARENESS, Death, fight, My Life, poem, Poetic, Poetry, Sickle Cell Anemia, Sickle Cell Awareness

Our Fight

So many dying around us.

Young and old.

Will it ever be a cure.

So many deaths.

I’m tired of reading we lost

Somebody.

Somebody family is hurting

And suffering.

When will our care get better?

She/he fighting for their life.

Sickle cell

Needs a cure

And doctors/nurses who care.

Were tired of getting judge

Just cause you don’t know our pain

And understand our disease

When will y’all do right by us

So many dying

I’m tired of reading we lost

Warriors.

This fight is getting difficult.

Seems nobody cares

So many dying

Young and old

We fighting to live

each and every day.

All we want is just to live

2/10/19
PJ Prim

 

Posted in 2018, My Life, poem, Poetic, Poetry, Sickle Cell Anemia

Fall

how you just swept in and blew us away.

I mean the calendar said September you would

arrive.

I must say, I wasn’t prepared but truly did enjoy it

I get to pull my long sleeves out

dress up my tank top with a jean jacket

to keep me warm and safe.

My body may not agree with my words,

but I can’t help myself.

Fall

you done, did it?

Michael didn’t have anything on you.

Heart goes out to the ones that are suffering.

But Fall,

you brought the windy weather

And turn my world upside down.

Fall

Has finally arrive

10/8/18

~PJ~

Posted in 2014, 2018, AWARENESS, Death, fight, God, Journey, My Journey, My Life, poem, Poetic, Poetry, Sickle Cell Anemia, Sickle Cell Awareness

Warrior

So many fighting diseases behind
Close doors…
Breaks my heart to hear
So many losing the battle…
You see our smile,
But not know our pain.
Fighting to live.
Holding back tears
So many warriors dying
From sickle cell, lupus, ms, cancer
And so many other diseases…
I never consider myself a warrior
Warriors coming out the closet
And letting the world know
I’m not a shame, my disease isn’t me.
Warriors are the ones,
Who keeps moving when the
The world has turned there back on us…
Warriors
Keep marching to our heavenly
Father call you home.

4/10/14
PJ

Dedicated to so many falling warriors. Quit judging when you don’t know the whole story! God Bless. Feel as if I can add more.

Wanted to share it again for the month of September to bring more awareness to sickle cell since it was sickle cell awareness month. But as many of you may know I try to share it much as possible.

Posted in 2018, family, fight, Love, Mother, poem, Poetic, Poetry, Pray, Trust

A mother

What’s a mother.

I may not be one yet, but I do know

What one is because what my mother shows me every day.

Trust we may not get along all the time.

But one thing for sure she never turns her back on her kids.

A mother

Prays for you

Teach you right from wrong

Love you

Be there for you no matter how bad you mess up.

A mother you say.

Visit here and there

Isn’t what make you a mom.

Saying I love you but not

Doing what you should for them

Yea they say you carry them

But are you raising them?

Are you showing them the correct way how to be a mother?

A mother huh?

Can you remember a time

You stayed up with them through

Night.

Maybe sitting at the kitchen table trying figure out a math problem.

A mother job is never done.

Walking out on your kid/kids

Because things got rough.

You were dedicated to the streets then

Your babies.

A mother

Isn’t you.

But hey I’m a sit back and watch

Things unfold.

A mothers love is

Unbreakable.

To be one.

You need to learn love like

No other.

Fight like it’s your last breath

Take that last mile

To show them

I love you.

9/24/18

PJ

Not really finish yet. Seems to be missing something.

Posted in 2018, God, poem, Poetic, Poetry

Autumn

You have finally arrived but still

Feeling that summer vibe.

I’m so ready to dress for the occasion even though

my body may prove me wrong.

The way the leaves change from green to red.

To wow us with its arrival.

I’m thinking of boots, different leggings to

even long sleeve shirts.

Autumn

Are you here?

Do you sense me?

I love when the change of the weather greets me.

It’s like a gift from God

To be blessed to see another season

9/23/18

PJ

Posted in 2011, 2018, AWARENESS, fight, God, Health, My Journey, My Life, poem, Poetic, Poetry, Sickle Cell Anemia, Sickle Cell Awareness

Scar

My scars
Tell a story
Some may think
Im addict
Im not Feenin
For drugs
Im Feenin
For nomore pain
My scars
Tells a story
Of me fighting
Sickle Cell Disease
My life
Is not yours
God gave me
This life
To share it and hopefully
Educate the World
On my illness
My scars
Tells a story

12/13/11

PoeticJourney

 

I have shared this poem before and wanted to share it once again. This month is sickle cell awareness month.  With so many of us dying each and every day. I had to the need to share it one more.

 

Posted in 2017, family, My Journey, My Life, poem, Poetic, Poetry

Fathers Day

Oh how much I’m thankful for you
Almost lost you.
Still, see you as my hero
Your my rock
Some days you drive me crazy
But your my ole man
I love you dearly
You were there when I was sick
When I had hip surgery
You stayed with me
Push me to get better so I come home
You the man
That’s showing me the kind man I need
Today is all about you
We honor you
I love you to the moon and back
Happy Fathers Day!
6/18/17
By: PJ