Introducing.... Ima Poet

One reason I write…. A touch of manure…. And big time HOPE! 

I see it so clearly now!
I can write it right. 
I can write it down and out. 
And give it up! 
Make something beautiful out of stupid bull….poop. (manure)

Not let it poison me or make a big stink...
And upset the neighbors….
Etcetera…. And on and on….
And onnnn….Ahhh! 

But, turn that poop into something more!
Turn it
and,
allow it to change…. 

Organically
Physically.
Chemically.
Tangibly.

Give the poop some air.
Give it room to breathe.
To do it's thing….

It becomes fertilizer!
It will help me grow.
It will give me strength to grow
-stronger and wiser.
And fruitful!
And multiply!

I grow as I go!
And I'm going….
Right now.

This moment is MINE.
I'm claiming what I own!
I'm searching for my miracles.
I'm grabbing on and holding.

And, I WILL SHARE MY WEALTH!
I have a wealth of knowledge.
I know what I'm worth.

I have….
Life saving,
Life giving,
Life living knowledge.
I have Living Hope!

And I'm not gonna hoard it….
Keep it all for mySELF….
To use and dispense at (my) whim.

Nope!
I want to offer my Hope…. to the world.

It IS free!
We can ALL own it. 

I Hope.
I Pray.
I have Faith.
It is True.

Warmly and with lots of love,
Your Favorite Oxymoron....

Leslie Spinderella Cooper ~ A Poet

(written December 13, 2015)