significance (*Ode To a Sofa)

a free verse poem about my new sofa/couch

The Center”Peace”. Photo Credit: Tremaine L. Loadholt

unboxing boneless comfort
shares significance
with an unnamed
peace that has
settled within me.

what do I call it?
how do I explain the
change that is
growing inside my heart?
it feels like honeyed joy and
chocolate contentment.

I can taste the newness of self
as the pain fades.

am I finally different
in the way I have
dreamed to be?
or is it perimenopause
playing tricks on me?

whatever this is, I’ll
drown my woes and
bury my fears here.

I am different when
these cushions
palm my back.


Originally published on Substack Notes: *I purchased a boneless sectional sofa recently, and the comfort that comes with this piece of furniture is on a whole new level of β€œYes, Gawd!” It’s still the simple things for me.

*The subtitle was suggested by LeggyPeggy.

$1.00

A somewhat rant about having my taxes done (NaPoWriMo #10)

Federal… tightwads, squeezed
coins from an empty
vessel, blood from a
turnip…

And I?
The faithful payer of
taxes and fees will
see a whopping
one dollar for my
continual marriage to
Uncle Sam.

What they haven’t taken
from me while I am alive,
they’ll surely steal
when I am dead.

Your Voices Have Been Heard

Thank you for helping me choose a name for Zumi’s toy sea turtle

Zumi’s New Friend photo collage. Photo Credit: Tremaine L. Loadholt

Many of you participated in choosing a “C” name for Zumi’s new friend, a beautiful toy sea turtle, gifted to us by one of my friends. From the previous post that brought on this one, the names were: Cricket, Charlley, and Coral.

I shared the post with at least ten of my closest friends and acquaintances. They chimed in with their selections, and we have named this little beauty.

saddled sea turtle
with most voted for “C” name
fits it perfectly

And the name that received the most votes is… *vigorous drumroll*

Charlley!

Honestly, I am incredibly happy that this is the name most people wanted for our new little addition. Charlley was riding high initially, ahead by 4 votes, but Coral picked up massive speed from many of my friends. Cricket only had three votes by Saturday night, so it never had a chance. The end results: Charlley: 7 votes, Coral: 6 votes, and Cricket: 3 votes.

Thank you to everyone who took an interest in participating in our little fun experiment! I appreciate your presence here, and I am grateful to be able to share the little things in my life that bring me a spot of joy with all of you.

Peace and blessings.

Happy Sunday, beautiful people!


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cold-turkeying a love & As Christmas Comes To an End

Two poems shared on Substack notes

AI-Generated Image: A Black woman with locs, wearing glasses, sitting on her bed, writing in a journal.Β 

cold-turkeying a love

I’m cold-turkeying a love I should have
left when I first realized it was time
to leave before I become
cold-hearted.


As Christmas Comes To an End

I am locked into Broncos and Chiefs,
and Prime was glitching earlier, no
rhyme or reason to the delay, but I
remain tuned in; first quarter took a while
To warm up β€” old Buick, winter weather…
breathe, you’ll get it.

My cousin’s text message breaks my
attention, and I see the preview for a
photo and a video, and instantly, I’m
reminded of how much fun we used to
have as children β€” β€œPopcorn Loving”
our way down the block.

New Edition was a drug of choice.
7 and 9-year-olds shouldn’t know anything
about crushes, but we were latchkey kids, raising
ourselves from the hours of 3 PM to 8 PM.
We were curious, and curiosity was meant
to kill us, but it didn’t.
We survived the block.

And even though we’re so far removed
from the neighborhood that reared us through
grade school, pieces of it still breathe life
into us.

Christmas is ending, and I remember the
past while braving my present.
What does the future have for me to live
through next?

I guess… we’ll have
to see.


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The Crush Ramble

How “Insane discernment” Freed Me

This past Sunday, I was kinda feeling myself. Photo Credit: Tremaine L. Loadholt

The audio below is probably one of the most sincere and dearest things to me that I have ever shared here on WordPress or on any other writing platform, for that matter. Take heed–it is lengthy. I appreciate your patience. If you stick with it until the end, I applaud you. Thank you in advance for listening.

The Crush Ramble

Jill Scott: Free Interlude

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I am on Substack as well. Poking the Bear’s Belly for Fun is a place of healing as I speak about recent events with a previous place of employment, as it pertains to racism and discrimination, growth from the transition after resigning from that company, and life’s foibles and overall experiences. I welcome your visit.