jaha zainabu's poetry and musings

sorry fall easy / tears was last to come / sad been long time company / not good friend / but loyal / constant tongue to negate my truth / cant blame sad for just wanting some attention / we all want to be taken notice / sad aint no different / just more persistent sometimes / is all Sign in to see full entry.

Journal entry I was one of those women who ignorantly thought before I had my son that this was something that only affected wealthy, weak, white women who were used to being pampered and didn’t know how to handle stress. Let alone the responsibility of taking care of a newborn baby. Then in... Sign in to see full entry.

dear God i surrend der it all to your will be cause you know better Sign in to see full entry.

co-create with God our lives. to be powerfully present. letting go of what we already know. creating an existance, a reality from nothing. from only the blessed space that God gave. the glorious abyss of infinite possibilities. in that space, there are only our dreams. we choose them small or big. Sign in to see full entry.

me revisiting journals. there is alwasy this urge to edit and pretend that i was always this...wise...woman (lol) i wasnt. who was? am i even now? i am honoring myself for the courage to read my journal from forever ago and love the young, silly girl. sure i would love to retype them and when he... Sign in to see full entry.

i wish i could break through the stars to the top of the moon in the middle of the night and wake everybody up with my hands on my hips (lettin my backbone slip) and stompin my feet and screamin loud as i can "THIS IS ME, WORLD! THIS IS WHO I AM. i think." Sign in to see full entry.

every writer sets out to write the book, the blog, the story, the whatever that will change the world. change the world? at this point in my life i just wanna let it out. finally. honestly. my own stories. my own life. breathe in and out with no lingering stories there nagging to get out. and right... Sign in to see full entry.

ruby is from isreal and about my age / older i think / brown skin and round dark eyes / she likes black men and soul food / so do i / i tell her / so do i ruby invites herself into my life / to play junior life coach / i think she knows a page or two of my history / and tells me that she knows why i... Sign in to see full entry.

call me when you can stay all night / when we can watch the movie and laugh / play monopoly and eat fish / fried. come over and bring a plant in a big red pot / call me when you can stay and watch it grow. Sign in to see full entry.

There are things a woman thinks about when she is dying Don't ask me how I know She think about water mostly How it tickle your face as it rise above your neck She think about music Long slow deep southern gospel Aretha Religion She remember the sweet Jesus her grandmother knew Whether she can hold... Sign in to see full entry.