High Praises

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Oh Goddess of rejections,
insecurities, sleepless
nights, and the sink
that always seems to leak.

Oh Goddess of loneliness,
depression, evenings spent
looking for hope in the
foggy light of isolation.

Oh Goddess of endless
chores, mundane errands,
always lurking around,
watching me toil and spin.

Goddess of painful memories
collected in a heart jar.
Unfulfilled dreams and desires.
The oil slick of wasted time.

I love you for forcing me to feel;
As I stand here holding onto
the railing of my sanity.

I thank you for the hands
wrapped around my neck.

For each tussle with the sun,
that always hides behind
a cloud of chaos.

At least I’m still here, kicking,
and dodging, the shadow crop of
my mind. I know how to make fire,
while others still struggle with flint.

For you it was never about high praises.
You live for the forlorn.
You know the insincerity of the thorn bush.

I praise you for the shattered,
the weeds, the bee stings, the
thunder clouds, every skinned knee,
wilted flowers, the dove that
refuses to eat from my hand.

Oh Goddess of imperfection,
You know that despair is the beauty
life and poetry are made of.

Thank you for teaching me this.
My tears and words sing back
a hallelujah for the pain.

-Tosha Michelle

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Random thoughts  

A break in a relationship is usually code for “We’re on the way out, but neither of us wants to let go, so let’s just do this painfully and slowly.” It also throws us females into crisis mode. This according to Cosmo. 👠

Hmmm…


Look, sometimes in life you’ll be displaced, erased , or even replaced.  Just ask Ross. Ha! You’ll feel abandoned and rejected.  It’s not your fault. Sometimes, even the best relationships run their course. Still, even knowing this, losing someone you love is the worst. It can cause a lot of pain, anger, and self doubt  It’s a shock to the system when the person you thought would always be there for you suddenly isn’t. When you go from being in the highlight reel of someone life’s to the cutting room floor, it is devastating . It’s especially hurtful, if  you’ve been replaced or they’ve just lost that loving feeling. woh, that loving feeling. Poor Goose. 😉

Eventually though after a period of grieving, the heart and mind will sync up and  you’ll realizes people change.and Maverick will fly again. 😎 Feelings change too and some folks aren’t meant to be in our lives forever. Hey, just because they forgot how amazing you are, doesn’t mean you should. Of course, maybe they didn’t forget but are just looking for a different brand of amazing. Don’t blame yourself for their actions and don’t waste your time blaming them either. Focus on what they taught you, the good stuff, forgive them the bad, and wish them well on their journey. And never let anyone put baby in a corner unless it’s stocked with 🍷 and 80s movies. 

The upside to heartbreak is sometimes in life you’ll be loved, cherished, and treated like the irreplaceable person you are. Someone is going to look at you like you’re everything, because to them you are. The only thing they’ll want to replace is dark chocolate for milk. 😜Cherish these people, but most importantly, cherish yourself. Own your worth and never let anyone make you feel less than because you’re beautiful, ageless, exceptional, and one of a kind. You’re an original baby, and worth more than long goodbyes that end in heartache or people who aren’t certain where you fit in, in their lives anymore. You may lose them, but don’t lose yourself.  

Love, Oprah ha!  You don’t get a car, sadly. 

On a fun note a touch of pink and a Selena’s song.  Happy Tuesday. xx


“You could break my heart in two. But when it heals, it beats for you. I know it’s forward, but it’s true”

Stage Leaps

Renewal happens in stage leaps

and high dives.

Under the water waits another 

life, another world 

Listen to the keening of the day.

Spring always comes around again.

The sun doesn’t move but we can.

Don’t be afraid to shimmer 

to put on new skin.

Let your heart be hungry 

Knowing whatever you become

next will be better. 

Shed your claws, your regrets 

The air is brighter but the time

finite. Jump into the arms of 

the novel of your life while

there still time to live the story. 

-Tosha Michelle 

Laying the Blues Down

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I’m tired of dragging my
hurts round like a stick
along jail cell bars.

And my tune always broken,
and the warden always asking
for some change.

Let me lie down on a cot,
or in the middle of the floor
and scatter my grievances
and self abuse all around.

And wait for another inmate
with a bottle of whiskey
and harmonica, who knows
how to play the blues, to
come and sit down beside me

And we’ll harmonize our angst
like pressing a finger to a bleeding wound.

And our hearts may be broken organs,
but we’ll pluck a banjo from it’s strings.

And we’ll sing until the night
opens for us like a door.

And let our song carry us as
far as the sky will go or, at least
to Chicago or St. Louis.

There we’ll swallow snowmelt, and
take our self doubt underground.

Finally laying those
melancholy blues down.

-Tosha Michelle

Catch and Release 

Happiness begins in summer air
when we lift our hands,
ink stained from editing a life
in need of revisions and
vision, a mid eve dream
reformed. Reborn.

Where we find comfort
in the stormy eye of
new beginnings,
in trying again
but this time in today.
Ready to risk, to breathe
to pick the window seat,
to upgrade to first class,
to meet the stranger’s gaze,
not caring if it’s a four leaf clover
or a curse.

Mistakes and Nirvana
flickering in from the West.

Happiness begins when we
finally learn to rearrange the whys
and start believing in the how,
even if we come up short,
even if we fail.
Knowing it’s all in the
catch and release anyhow.

-Tosha Michelle