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Renewed Inspiration

Updated: Mar 25

Years ago, when my creative juices flowed in abundance, and I considered myself a writer above all else, I walked around with a notebook. I took this notebook everywhere because I was always unsure of when I might be inspired to pen a story or a poem. Inspiration could come from something as small as a bag blowing in the wind.

As my life progressed and my responsibilities increased, I found that I was less inspired by the minute and only by the monumental. In fact, the last poem I was ever motivated to write was written the day my son was born, nearly 20 years ago. Afterward, all of my energy and creativity went into him.

It‘s only now that he is finding his own path that I feel allowed to tap into those creative juices again and express myself in written form.

And today, I felt inspired once again. Reading about the shift this country is taking and the continued protests calling for the end to racism, police brutality and modern-day lynching, I felt the need to process it all. My mother told me recently that the energy of this movement is different than before. She says it feels as if we’re moving into a new era. I pray she’s right, and I thank her for inspiring me to write my first poem in nearly 20 years:

They Tried

They tried,

But the tree wasn’t tall enough, and

The rope wasn’t strong enough.

They strung us up

Yet we refused to succumb

To the yank

To the hold

To the gun

To the knee

That attempted to rob us of our breath.

They tried...

With our hands




or tied.

They tried...

To lift us from the ground

With feet grasping for the earth,

Or push us down

With arms grasping for the sky

As we called out for the Ancestors or...



They tried...

But they didn’t know that once our feet were lifted, we could and would just fly away


Once pressed in the ground, we would merely become one with the land,

Changing its make up,

Scorching the roots for a rebirth

So that new seeds can be planted and grown.

And they’ll try again...

But the tree sprung from this new earth will be too tall to reach,

And the rope much too hard to bend.

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