“Wake Up” Poetry and Illustration

Wake up

When that sliver of daybreak tugs at your eyes

Wake up to unexplored possibilities

Stretch your body in gratitude

Embrace the gift of a new day

Open your heart to a compassionate view

Welcome the sun as she rises for you

Ground into this world and listen for what you need

There is work to be done

In the streets and in your own heart

Start from the root

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This is the first poem in ‘Start From The Root’, my recently published book of illustrations and poetry. After a year of polishing this book, I’m excited to have completed this goal. I have been writing poetry for most of my life, but only seriously in the past four years. After several people I loved died in just a few years, I began to write poetry as a way to heal. It has been some of the best medicine.


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Poetry: Existing Without Words

“Human traits that span the entire spectrum…” said Omar.

Each of us seeing the world through different lenses

Neither good nor bad

We exist

We are born in our unique truths


Words were meant to help us

We used them to label us, betray us

Why do we insist on who is good and who is bad?

How do we decide who is right and who is wrong?

Where can we go without words?


What if we used words to heal, to lead us to different ideas, to a world where words are simply suggestions, not rules.


I was me, but they labeled me different

They told me I was wrong, that I was bad, that I was broken

I believed them, their words became my religion

Living it for seventeen years

Dying a little each day.


Finally, I said -ya basta-

Those are not my labels

I will define myself

Now I have changed again, a stronger version of me

I am removing the labels

Peeling off each one carefully so as not to leave any marks

I exist without words

You exist without words

Once upon a time we all existed without words

Maybe one day we will live that way again.

>>>>> Thank you for the unintentional writing prompt Omar. <<<<<<

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