Tuesday, June 1, 2021






 Never thought the day would come,

that this would happen.

Sometimes love can come knocking

at your door unexpectedly.

At least that is what was said.

A friend request. That got accepted.

Everything was so right, the sweet words

make magic come alive. Never had it so good.

                               The conversations, pure and sweet.                              

Back and forth texting. It was love.

childish ways came back to memory,

like a princess waiting on that prince.

The promise of love, togetherness,

devotion was said. But something

was not right. Why was this site so popular?

What was the trick?

Never went on this site.

After being asked to, many times.

Was told to sign up. But then,

this is not the first time

this site came into play

and the same conversations

All those intriguing words,

like a real Mills and Boons novel.

The thought was there, anyway

conversations went on, until

a friend that was confided in,

pulled up the information. BANG!!!

caught red-handed.

Feelings of anger came. DELETE!! DELETE!!

It was so real, feeling heartbroken.

It was too good to be true.

That’s what they do. They come online

praying on the vulnerable souls, on

 lonely women, needing love.

On women that been through and

saw this as answered prayers,

after living a life of seclusion.

They prey on the souls that are weak,

that can’t see themselves as beautiful,

strong, gifted and worthy.

 Because they need a man to tell

them that, how beautiful god made them.

And they listen. Thank god instincts

made a way, some women are free

but what about the others. Are they free?


The Wallet


Stepping up and entering the bus, and showed the ticket.

Sat down on the seat. There sitting next to the seat a wallet.

WOW!!. Wondering if this is for real, so many thoughts ran through.

Thoughts that send visions. “This wallet may have money.”

YESS!! could see have a time, taking the money,

paying bills, eating at a fancy restaurant.

How good it would feel to live like a queen for just one day

or maybe two, three days, just a thought.

 Could even call in sick today and would not have to worry about

losing a day pay, because of the MONEY!!!

Thought about shopping sprees, buying the latest outfits and getting rid

of those re-usable, washed out, some of them the needle and thread was

there best friend for years. Can buy some comfortable shoes.

And get rid of these worn out grind down shoes. Sometimes  believing that

these shoes could run, they would run like hell, just to avoid these

feet in them. Could imagine how these shoes scream everyday.

Could also be a good Samaritan and help the needy, bring joy to someone.

Maybe a family could do with some food stuff, pack their fridge.

WAKE UP!! traveling on the bus and found this wallet.

Had to snap out of it. Taking up the wallet,

holding it, with a piece of paper wrapped around it.

Asking god what to do.

The reply was to find the person.

Settling down on the job, the first thing is to

find some info. Opened up the wallet and staring is the

money. Yes money, did not touch it. Just looking for information.

Came across all types of cards, and saw the person name.

Made calls to no avail, until an answer, got the address.

To make a long story short. called a friend the next day.

 The hunt is on, on the road.

Looking for this mystery man, it was good.

Feeling like detectives chasing the bad guy.

But not him, a good heart was felt, just got issues like

everyone of us. We don’t always have it together

Some where down the road of life things happen.

Got him. Feeling of relief as if seeing Jesus.

Handed the prized possession over.

Goodbye wallet of treasures. Being thanked

 so much tears came. Could just imagine what was

going through the mind. It’s like losing that first love

the love of a lifetime. Everything was intact.

So much thanks. Just seeing the happiness.

A reward was given. Yes a good one. The main motive is

doing the right thing. If is was another person,

finding this wallet. Would they go all out to give it back?

Or take the treasures of this prized possession.


My Journey


America the land of the free and the brave. So much hope

came into being. But the hope still burns inside.

That fire, that test, the strong mind and the strong willed.

The journey was not easy, but in order to get

where the road leads to happiness, the mindset

must be changed. The past of abuse, neglect,

falling into the wrong hands, doing the wrong things,

was a stepping stone. Have to ask the question.

What is a dream? What is perseverance?

A soft heart can be the meal of a lifetime.

Unless it is broken, unless a trigger, unless

a shout of “ENOUGH!! IS ENOUGH!!”

Dinner will always be served.

A must to love, a must to hold on to life.

To strive and become all that there is to be.

Listen to the voices. Not the bad ones.

Listen to the good ones, they have a lot

to say. They echo, they preach, they teach.

The voices carry, and it pushes, it’s a learning

experience. To be able to overcome and look

back, not to be heartbroken, but to smile

with destiny and say, that GOD lead the way.

It’s a feeling like shackles and chains broken.

Not being held back, it’s a passion,

a hunger, a thirst for victory.

To many times being stepped on.

Too many times being walked all over.

Dinner like a feast, but the pots

and plates are empty, the shiny silverware

is rusted and no more, because the

restaurant is closed. Time is up.

The bending and breaking back is done.

Pack up, a new ship has sailed.

“Bon Voyage”, A queen of royalty

has come. NEVER!! to be broken,

NEVER!! to be bruised. NEVER!!

to be held captive. WOMAN!!


and keep on stepping.




LISELLE POWDER was born in the small Caribbean island of Trinidad. Born to Edwina Warner (deceased)and Bindley Powder, she is the last of six siblings. She is divorced and a mother of two daughters and a grand daughter. Having migrated to the US in 2014, she decided to write poetry about her experiences coming to America. She met with Edna White an Author, and the rest was history. Liselle has written in Edna’s book “No Sweet Meat Tell Me The Truth” and contributed to the school newspaper where she works, she also writes in Ms. Edna’s Magazine called “SPEAK MAGAZINE.” and wrote her first short story titled “Teenage Mon” and her poetry book titled “Still Overcoming” which is on Amazon. With her continuous writing, she was entered in an Anthology for the month of June 2020. Liselle was also selected in another Anthology in November 2020. Liselle is also an artist and has also sold some of her work. At present Liselle is about to start a writing project with Ms. Edna White. Liselle hope one day to have her first Art Show in the near future. Liselle has come a long way and she strives to be the best of top poets and artist the world is yet to see.

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