Spring forward from their
dark views, spite. Slay, prolong your
light. Make them fall back.
©2018 Charlene E. Green
from my upcoming book
You Betta WRITE!
Showing posts with label self-love. Show all posts
Showing posts with label self-love. Show all posts
Wednesday, March 21, 2018
Tuesday, October 10, 2017
INAUDIBLE
Love self out loud like
parade: joy and high volume
drown out disruptors
©2017 Charlene E. Green
from my upcoming poetry book
You Betta Write!
parade: joy and high volume
drown out disruptors
©2017 Charlene E. Green
from my upcoming poetry book
You Betta Write!
Monday, November 7, 2016
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Thursday, October 8, 2015
SHED
shed
like excess mental weight
like excess mental weight
the pounds
of their cruelty
the way they glare
and you silently agree
criticism
from people
not wearin' your skin
but callin' foul
for the way you
look in it
carry it
behave in it
shed
like dank clothes
the rubble
from your storms of persecution
sidestep
the ominous pond
the ominous pond
of disapproval
puddled at your feet
like burdensome debt
shed
your subscriptions
to fear
loathing
discontent
of your life
your body
perceived
lack-ofs
shoulda-alreadies
shouldn'ta-dones
wanna-but-can'ts
shed
the you
you adopted
and grew
fed lies to
based on their view
their spew
the you
you scorn
cuz you think
what they shout
what they shout
is gospel
and now what you are
is pawn
lurching to their slanderous cadence
lurching to their slanderous cadence
not champion
of your magnitude
peep
how your arms
flit erratically
legs jerk
how you
beat and kick yourself to shame
with their commentary
parrot the script they write for you
to their delight
this isn't really the role
you intend to keep playing
in your movie
is it?
you're the star
so get busy
rewriting
peep
how your arms
flit erratically
legs jerk
how you
beat and kick yourself to shame
with their commentary
parrot the script they write for you
to their delight
this isn't really the role
you intend to keep playing
in your movie
is it?
you're the star
so get busy
rewriting
start a health-phrase diet
double portions
daily
for your emaciated
self-reverence
gorge on them
get fat
on a superior assessment
of yourself
feast unapologetically
on mouthfuls
of your own delicious story
of a you
you look at proudly
smile at
celebrate and respect
can't get enough of
flaws and all
and say
"Damn, it's great to be me!"
then toss up
the middle-finger deuces
and shed
all the whole and partial
fucks you give
about the people
whose only desire
was to make sure
you never
gave a single fuck
about yourself
©2015 Charlene E. Green
of your own delicious story
of a you
you look at proudly
smile at
celebrate and respect
can't get enough of
flaws and all
and say
"Damn, it's great to be me!"
then toss up
the middle-finger deuces
and shed
all the whole and partial
fucks you give
about the people
whose only desire
was to make sure
you never
gave a single fuck
about yourself
©2015 Charlene E. Green
Tuesday, March 24, 2015
JUST FOR YOU: MY WISH FOR WOMANKIND
HAIKU: "COMPETITION"
Woman, love self like
none can match yours, and watch as
folks try to rival
How often do you really "do you"? When's the last time you said no when that's what you meant; put make-up on—or not—because you wanted to, not to please someone else; dressed or wore your hair the way you prefer, not how your spouse or lover prefers; gave your body the rest it needs; took yourself on your ideal date; did nothing but what you wanted all day, for one day? When's the last time you asked yourself what you need or want, and thought about providing it for yourself? Have you ever asked?
As queens of sacrifice, particularly mothers, you're wired to nurture others first; but it's healthy to seek ways to provide for others in conjunction with nurturing yourself. Some may take issue with this, possibly people you know and love. When you've evolved, only those who are a match to your level of evolution can function properly in your space. The rest will tend to keep their distance because they don't know how. You'll receive what you know you're worth. If people can't meet the terms of your upgraded mindset, then they'll either drop completely off, or they'll only interact with you in ways they feel comfortable. It may hurt, but let it be okay. Maybe they'll catch up one day, maybe not. In the meantime, you've made room for the kinds of visitors that'll go out of their way to match your requirements. You deserve that.
I lovingly challenge you to make it your daily goal to give yourself as much of what you need for your peace of mind as possible; all things such as children, family, and jobs considered, where some level of compromise may be necessary. The mere commitment to consider your needs daily is the shift of energy needed to make way for your fulfillment. Every effort to "get yours" counts. If you're never or hardly ever attempting to live your ideal life, then you'll always be waiting for others to provide love, attentiveness, and approval for you.
Life isn't meant to be a waiting game. Wait for no one to love you properly. Figure out how to love yourself the way you want, on your time, your terms. You'll be amazed at how people will be willing to match the respect you have for yourself. You'll be so content with what you give yourself that you won't have time for or interest in worrying about who else is or isn't on board with loving you right.
Ladies, I challenge you to find the courage to live just for you, whenever possible. I encourage you to start a competition with yourself—to experiment with how much you can increase your own self-love and self-esteem each day. Have fun with your self-care; plan it; commit to it; deepen it. Be excited every day to wake up to the privilege of being in your own company. Be so adamant about your well-being that you absolutely refuse to allow into your life those who aren't bringing your caliber of love to the table. Set the standard. Raise the bar high. Be choosy. Choose you. I dare you to make these bold moves. Then, I dare you to feel great about yourselves and love the subsequent results.
http://www.honorthespirit.com
Woman, love self like
none can match yours, and watch as
folks try to rival
How often do you really "do you"? When's the last time you said no when that's what you meant; put make-up on—or not—because you wanted to, not to please someone else; dressed or wore your hair the way you prefer, not how your spouse or lover prefers; gave your body the rest it needs; took yourself on your ideal date; did nothing but what you wanted all day, for one day? When's the last time you asked yourself what you need or want, and thought about providing it for yourself? Have you ever asked?
As queens of sacrifice, particularly mothers, you're wired to nurture others first; but it's healthy to seek ways to provide for others in conjunction with nurturing yourself. Some may take issue with this, possibly people you know and love. When you've evolved, only those who are a match to your level of evolution can function properly in your space. The rest will tend to keep their distance because they don't know how. You'll receive what you know you're worth. If people can't meet the terms of your upgraded mindset, then they'll either drop completely off, or they'll only interact with you in ways they feel comfortable. It may hurt, but let it be okay. Maybe they'll catch up one day, maybe not. In the meantime, you've made room for the kinds of visitors that'll go out of their way to match your requirements. You deserve that.
I lovingly challenge you to make it your daily goal to give yourself as much of what you need for your peace of mind as possible; all things such as children, family, and jobs considered, where some level of compromise may be necessary. The mere commitment to consider your needs daily is the shift of energy needed to make way for your fulfillment. Every effort to "get yours" counts. If you're never or hardly ever attempting to live your ideal life, then you'll always be waiting for others to provide love, attentiveness, and approval for you.
Life isn't meant to be a waiting game. Wait for no one to love you properly. Figure out how to love yourself the way you want, on your time, your terms. You'll be amazed at how people will be willing to match the respect you have for yourself. You'll be so content with what you give yourself that you won't have time for or interest in worrying about who else is or isn't on board with loving you right.
Ladies, I challenge you to find the courage to live just for you, whenever possible. I encourage you to start a competition with yourself—to experiment with how much you can increase your own self-love and self-esteem each day. Have fun with your self-care; plan it; commit to it; deepen it. Be excited every day to wake up to the privilege of being in your own company. Be so adamant about your well-being that you absolutely refuse to allow into your life those who aren't bringing your caliber of love to the table. Set the standard. Raise the bar high. Be choosy. Choose you. I dare you to make these bold moves. Then, I dare you to feel great about yourselves and love the subsequent results.
http://www.honorthespirit.com
Thursday, February 19, 2015
THE LIFE-CHALLENGE SERIES: TRUTHFULLY SPEAKING ...
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Wednesday, February 18, 2015
Monday, February 9, 2015
Sunday, January 11, 2015
THIS WAY TO TRANSFORMATION
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Sunday, April 13, 2014
NAPOWRIMO 8/30 (HAIKU): PLACES, EVERYONE
Fine to admire
folks, but make room for yourself
on the pedestal
Copyright 2014
Charlene E. Green
folks, but make room for yourself
on the pedestal
Copyright 2014
Charlene E. Green
Tuesday, April 1, 2014
NAPOWRIMO 1/30: SORRY
I will not apologize
for doin' me
tendin' to my business
havin' my own back
at a moment's notice
no regard for whether you
like
understand
approve
or not
won't feel "some kinda way"
cuz you're uncomfortable
with the pace of my life
the depth and length
of my challenges
my perceptions
how I embrace
what's on my plate
this
is my meal
and I'll season it
how I damn well please
it's supposed to be
to my liking
not
yours
if I feel I can benefit
from some of your flavoring
then I'll ask
for two shakes
but rest assured
I'll be monitoring them
to make sure
you only throw in two
cuz
I know how you can be
give you the chance
to spice things up
and start "accidentally"
tossin' in extra dashes
of all the substances
that upset my stomach
you know
the usual suspects:
judgment
sarcasm
ridicule
and dismissal
when what I invited
you to add
were
wisdom
and encouragement
two
shakes
but since you sometimes
don't know how to act
and forget who's head chef
in my world
then please believe
I won't be sorry
when I shut you down
mid-sprinkle
and tell you
the kitchen
is closed
Copyright 2014
Charlene E. Green
for doin' me
tendin' to my business
havin' my own back
at a moment's notice
no regard for whether you
like
understand
approve
or not
won't feel "some kinda way"
cuz you're uncomfortable
with the pace of my life
the depth and length
of my challenges
my perceptions
how I embrace
what's on my plate
this
is my meal
and I'll season it
how I damn well please
it's supposed to be
to my liking
not
yours
if I feel I can benefit
from some of your flavoring
then I'll ask
for two shakes
but rest assured
I'll be monitoring them
to make sure
you only throw in two
cuz
I know how you can be
give you the chance
to spice things up
and start "accidentally"
tossin' in extra dashes
of all the substances
that upset my stomach
you know
the usual suspects:
judgment
sarcasm
ridicule
and dismissal
when what I invited
you to add
were
wisdom
and encouragement
two
shakes
but since you sometimes
don't know how to act
and forget who's head chef
in my world
then please believe
I won't be sorry
when I shut you down
mid-sprinkle
and tell you
the kitchen
is closed
Copyright 2014
Charlene E. Green
Sunday, February 23, 2014
Sonnet #19 for February
POTENTIAL
You have a bad habit of coming in
And ripping apart lives of those in sight
Dealing with you it seems no one can win
They run opposite direction in fright
Maybe it’s due to your abusive past
Traits picked up from those in charge of rearing
Foster system where so many amassed
Lack of care left you in state of fearing
Now only side you can show is the worst
Cuz no one capitalized on your best
Undivided attention is main thirst
Hoping it will cure your soul’s deep unrest
Somewhere within lies a trapped heart of gold
To invite love into life you must mold
Copyright 2014
Charlene E. Green
Saturday, February 22, 2014
Sonnet #15 for February
PRIDE
Precious black girls, let’s talk about your hair
How society’s got you steeped in shame
About its texture, length, coil, please beware
Your lack of self-love’s the name of their game
Let’s discuss color of your superb skin
Personalized hue, no clone, it’s unique
Never look upon your shade with chagrin
Pigment you're blessed with is full of mystique
Almost no way to embrace history
With so many countering its allure
Drowned out by schools that keep truth mystery
Beauty's always been your name; this is sure
Seek those who'll help you affirm culture's gift
Walk with head high, rocking perception shift
Copyright 2014
Charlene E. Green
Sonnet #14 for February
FLY
Precious black boys, teach yourselves how to sew
Learn how to tailor your minds at young age
More crucial for the world's needs than you know
Life without your talents would cause outrage
Though your divine wings are by birthright strong
Rivals' hatred cuts deep; damage is sure
If clipped by their wrath, it won’t be too long
Before your ease of soar is made obscure
Prioritize mission to guard your flight
Master mending skills, keep spirit well placed
Longer you stay wounded makes their days bright
Stitch up quick, hit sky, show splendor with haste
Best recipe for revenge is surprise
On faces when no matter what you rise
Copyright 2014
Charlene E. Green
Saturday, February 8, 2014
Sonnet #8 for February
DO YOU
Sometimes all that’s needed is sunny day
To let soothing rays burn clouds from cold heart
Life’s filled with so much confusion and gray
Steal away moments to garner fresh start
Have you ever dared play hooky on life
Packed mental bags and checked out for a while
Purposely left behind all of your strife
So that fresh perspective you can compile?
Can’t wait for your boss, lover, fam, or friends
To give permission to tend to your needs
Have your back first or control of life ends
Pencil-in putting self first with good deeds
You are in charge of loving yourself best
When you do, for peace you’ll no longer quest
Copyright 2014
Charlene E. Green
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Thursday, February 6, 2014
Sonnet #6 for February
NEARSIGHTED
Come utilize my eyes as telescope
Revel in this grandiose close-up view
Spectacular scene, my mission’s to rope
You into perceiving yourself anew
Insight informs me that you’ve been misled
By the direction of their detoured thought
Making you question your breathtaking stead
Time to excavate the folly they taught
Modify lens, aggrandize your luster
Here comes the climactic part of the show
My vantage point be that belief buster
Force you to see what you should long ago
Transform the strength of your vista from here
Delusions about your worth disappear
Copyright 2014
Charlene E. Green
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Friday, January 24, 2014
Haiku #25 for January
DELUSION
All that nip/tuck did
was trick you into thinking
you like yourself now
Copyright 2014
Charlene E. Green
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All that nip/tuck did
was trick you into thinking
you like yourself now
Copyright 2014
Charlene E. Green
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Wednesday, January 15, 2014
MY SENTIMENTS EXACTLY
My Sentiments Exactly, my most personal compilation, was written over the course of about four years, while I was deep in the throes of major life changes and spiritual transformation. It's my favorite poetic work to date, and it features poems such as "Asunder" and "Time Management."
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Thursday, January 9, 2014
TIME MANAGEMENT
Over time
the heavy of you
has gotten so much lighter
the weight of my affection
has decreased
to something manageable
pocket sized
only visible when I decide
to take it out and look at it
and even then
it’s just a glance
sometimes a lingering gaze
but nothing I can’t handle
cuz I’m in control now
I learned how to buck the system
the one where
my anxieties had me
strung up
doing a painful puppet dance
slave to their uncomfortable beat
but those days are over
cuz I finally accepted that
I would never be able to outrun
my heart
couldn’t even escape it
by hiding in the darkness
of my own shadow
it’s etched there too
so I stopped running
resisting
got proactive
realized I couldn’t just
hang around and wait for time
to make things better
in its own time
I had to get aggressive
and push the clock forward
when the sun shines so brightly
in your path that you can’t see clearly
beats down on you with so much vigor
that you feel assaulted
you don’t stay there
exposed to its harshness
you find ways to diffuse it
protect yourself
so you don’t get burned
now
when I window-shop you
it’s from a healthy distance
without the compulsion to
rearrange your exhibited position
reaccessorize you to fit my preferences
I accept that I may only be able
to admire you from afar
where I fantasize briefly about
what it would be like
what it would be like
to take you off display
out of the view and reach
of the others who’ve been
coveting you
and then I keep walking
can’t loiter too long
cuz time has a tendency
to get away from you
if you don’t monitor it closely
it’ll run amok and then have you
scrambling to backtrack on
important things you didn’t tend to
while you were distracted
like keeping the pieces of yourself
in proper order
from coming unassembled
and amid the chaos of your undoing
you’ll realize you were so busy
standing unprotected in the unbearable sun
getting scorched
that now there’s not enough time
to put yourself back together
before the parts get lost
Copyright 2014
Charlene E. Green
Sunday, December 8, 2013
RE-RELEASE
Release yourself
give me so much that
you borrow snippets
from my storeroom
to revisit your memories
let me be your bookcase
assemble your biography
among my shelves
in no particular page order
I will arrange them
to suit the way
I wanna read you each day
favorite chapters first
details embedded within me
so well that on your worst days
I can be the mirror
of your experiences
reflect back to you
the best parts of your happy
take your focus off
the trauma on page 32
devastation, 76
betrayal, 210
no worries
as specialist
of your words
I know which to extract
and with them
I will feed you back
to mental nourishment
scatter the healthiest
phrases across your tongue
tell you
let them marinate
inject your buds
with the savory taste
of every smile
laugh
and felicitous moment
that has ever been yours
now swallow
let their
medicinal properties
flush out the virus
that contains your skeleton truths
allow me to wipe up the remnants
you are not contagious
I’m not afraid of the hideous
that may seep from your soul
the parts you
try to edit out
fearing my rejection
I will always offer
the best critique of you
insert my rave review at the end
addendum to everything you deem
unworthy of public knowledge
I’ll revise your chronicle
capitalize on all of its splendor
publish a second edition
then release you back to yourself
so you can relive your saga
thru my narrative
seize its merit
give it five stars
and claim yourself bestseller
like I do
Copyright 2012 Charlene E. Green
give me so much that
you borrow snippets
from my storeroom
to revisit your memories
let me be your bookcase
assemble your biography
among my shelves
in no particular page order
I will arrange them
to suit the way
I wanna read you each day
favorite chapters first
details embedded within me
so well that on your worst days
I can be the mirror
of your experiences
reflect back to you
the best parts of your happy
take your focus off
the trauma on page 32
devastation, 76
betrayal, 210
no worries
as specialist
of your words
I know which to extract
and with them
I will feed you back
to mental nourishment
scatter the healthiest
phrases across your tongue
tell you
let them marinate
inject your buds
with the savory taste
of every smile
laugh
and felicitous moment
that has ever been yours
now swallow
let their
medicinal properties
flush out the virus
that contains your skeleton truths
allow me to wipe up the remnants
you are not contagious
I’m not afraid of the hideous
that may seep from your soul
the parts you
try to edit out
fearing my rejection
I will always offer
the best critique of you
insert my rave review at the end
addendum to everything you deem
unworthy of public knowledge
I’ll revise your chronicle
capitalize on all of its splendor
publish a second edition
then release you back to yourself
so you can relive your saga
thru my narrative
seize its merit
give it five stars
and claim yourself bestseller
like I do
Copyright 2012 Charlene E. Green
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