I remember the day I started writing again. I was a full-time stay at home mom and business owner, six years into my marriage, lobbying with my son's school to get his IQ tested and nursing an infant. I wasn't getting much sleep at night and had to find time to juggle clients, housework and bills, babies and PTA meetings during the day. Needless to say my house never looked like spotless ones in the Parenting magazines!
Toni Love show on January 31,2015
Toni Love show, January 31st, A Poet's Art Gallery, Philly!
Original Poetry 1/13/15
Undercover Lover If you were not there When empty souls glanced at me from a distance False eyes pierced at my heart And rainbows failed to caress me Then tell me my tainted love Why are you here now 1/13/15 Toni Love Thanks for visiting! Love, Toni
Life (for Elizabeth) Original Poem 11/23/14
Your breath became my own and you exhaled life's elixir into my lungs as I was yet being formed
Happy Four Year Anniversary of my blog! :)
I started this blog so that I could have a place to recover my passion for writing. I am so grateful for all of my subscribers and those who continue to comment and encourage me to write because it has been a safe haven for my emotions and a place to share my journey. I hope that my honesty will help others to reinvent, recover and/or recreate themselves.
Come out and support me at The Collective, August 15th!
The Collective Open Mic is a warm, encouraging, non-judgmental family of poets, writers and artists and I am so thrilled to be asked to warm up the mic for the featured poets on Friday, August 15th at La Rose Jazz Club. I hope you can come out to support me and support the arts!
I Want To Get Off – Original poetry
So I beg you to stop playing with my heart To unwrap yourself from my torso and release me Let me walk away with my dignity, without feeling ashamed about what I let you do to me.
Happy No Fear , original poetry
I am worthy of a life free of fear And I deserve to have someone I trust to pull me near Whisper "I love you" sensual and sincerely in my ear And not cringe from disbelief
Snowflake Haiku (Original Poetry)
Oh to be a flake
