Author: KayD

"When your love is silenced use your words. Use your words to breathe life into your pain. Use your words to bring peace into the land. Use your words to illuminate the darkness and gentle the pouring rain. When your love is stolen, embrace the love that remains; when your world stops turning and you're losing your battle against revenge; when you relive the horror every time you wake and your heart is no longer beating but you're living anyway...embrace the love that remains. --L.K.D.--" I write to express my observation of life's: fluidity, storms, detours and pit stops. I write to recall the movements that I will have long forgotten in my maturing age. I write so that future generations will be comforted by knowing that life continues on, even when they feel their lives slowing. Life moves on in such an intentionally random way that even a bad day can turn out to have been the best day of your life in a year's time. I'm much more comfortable with written word than I am with spoken word so I write to help others understand the strengths, weaknesses and vulnerabilities of the human condition. Enjoy!

“Mind Of Her Own”

Some women prefer to be carried, but I prefer to walk. Feet callused with perseverance, skin burned when the embers of life get too hot.

“Excuse Me While I Walk”

Excuse me while I walk? I didn’t mean to step on your toes on my way to God’s purpose. I didn’t see you lying on the path, therefore under my feet, you became flooring.

“Dark & Lovely”

God gave me dark skin to make me as beautiful on the outside as I am within, He didn’t skimp on any of my ingredients…

“Black Coffee”

She calls herself Black Coffee, cause her love is stronger than caffeine. She keeps that man running all night, chasing the aroma of her self esteem.

“Purple Women: Women in Tragedy”

It’s a good indication that your moral scale needs a severe re-calibration if you’re desensitized to the gross abuse of another human being because it took too long for the abused to speak up.