Cup of Tea Poetry

I give her permission...   To love herself   Be good to herself   Admire herself   Embrace herself   To know herself   I give my permission   For her to be proud of herself   Renew herself   Rebound herself   Over estimate herself   I give myself permission to   Desire myself   Want my myself    Encourage myself   Be myself   I give me my permission   My permission is golden

For once, I would like to look temptation in her eyes and say "I've defeated you".   For once, just once, at the end of the day, I would like to exhale and know I stayed strong . For once, I would like to stand on the edge of the cliff, look over, and not leap. For once, I would like to embrace my inner win . For once, I don't want to end my day with regret. For once, I want to reach the finish line. For once, I want to see to the end of the test. For once, I want to succeed. For once, I want to think it, see it, then accomplish it. For once, I want to say 'I use to'. For once, I want to 'remember when'. For once, I'd like to reflect back on who I was...and see the difference in who I am   For once, I don't want to wish or hope or wonder , For once, I just want to be .

These eyes of mine... Once veiled by the fog Deceived by the cloak of fear Seduced by the presence of chaos Intimidated by the brutality of defeat Now open to visions of clarity The presence of possibility now in view All things laid ahead of you  Appealing to the hope etched so perfectly in your vision Open wide, my eyes... See the veil of torment and alarm being lifted Open wide, my beautiful eyes... Witness the defense of your Savior as He pleads to our Father Watch in awe, my great eyes As the Father prepares a new vision and offers it to you as a gift These eyes of mine... See that you are beautiful See that your sight has been restored.  Written by: Melinda Y. Tomlinson

So going through some old files on my computer, I came across this expose (for lack of a better word) that I wrote last year. I had forgotten all about it. But I was even somewhat impressed on were my mind was on this particular day/time. So here you go... I am a person who likes to analyze words. Since I am somewhat of a writer (mainly poetry), I like to choose words carefully. Making sure that I fully understand their meaning and usage. Whenever I am writing a poem, in particular, I will analyze and research a word until I have found the perfect word to convey my message. No matter how simple or complex the word may be, I know what it is that I want to say, I know what message and point and emotion I want to express, so I choose carefully. When it comes to scripture and studying the word, I found myself engaging in the same practice. When a particular verse mentions a certain word, I will search other translations, other corresponding verses until I get a full understanding o...

Realistic lies Unfallen tears Reaching for my limits Though my effort seems pointless Cries through the night Rhymes in my mind Set me free just one more time Quiet as its kept I may have nothing left    How can I ignore this chapter Skip the part of this happening How can I escape the laughter Torturing me till I run right after Close this chapter on me