You are special. And the answer is No, No, and more No’s. Let the No’s Win. You will feel better and be empowered. What a beautiful picture–your self-esteem. Remember the mirror.
Again, and on Intercom, “It is about how a person makes you feel. If it does not feel right, it is not right. If it feels right, it can still be wrong.” The Devil is lurking around turning himself into an angel of light.
Recognize and Always remember Your Dignity Is Not For Sale. It Ain’t For Sale
I am happy that you wanted to work with me. We will do it again. Soon!
This is for the people who subscribed to Victorious Women. I thank you because you didn’t have to subscribe to my blog. If I said just one thing that helped you, you fortified me. I have posted so much on this blog, but I couldn’t have done it without Kathleen and of, course, Bren.
Kathleen introduced me to WordPress. Wasn’t that nice of her?
About Bren, she was not afraid to write with me and share her pad with everyone. Then she moved to Lemae790.wordpress.com. She graduated with an A triple +.
I thank her for doing that. Writing is a catharsis. She trusted me.
There’s a lot for you to read and glean. Everyone is welcome. Even my Victorious Men.
Now stand up. Heads erect. Look to the sky.
Stretch!
What’s going on inside your head?
Get it out I said. Let’s sit down. You want to talk about it or Write about it?
Thank you for supporting me.
Here are a couple of my poems. They kinda have their own rhythms, hopefully you can catch it. I write it how I would speak it.Tell me what you think. I am totally open to constuctive criticism.
Love ya,
MeMe
Survival
Survival of the Fittest
This is not a sappy love poem
This is not a nostalgic goodbye
This is a survivor story
A forfeiture of a life
For all the nights I cried
For the lost days I reminisce
This a warriors story
A refusal to submit
Thank you for the misfortune
From it I have learned patience
I forgive the emptiness
No longer a slave to delegation
With great pain comes great love
A champion over adversity
This a redemption story
Taken from a life of controversy
For the moments I have lost
For all the emotional distress
This is a story of liberation-
An exhaling of my breath.
a gt. original
9/22/2010
Acceptance
I have done some things I cannot explain
Lived a past life full of moments of vain
Made some mistakes – some worse than others
Made some decisions unbecoming of a mother
Youth filled ignorance guided my way
And led me to who I was in those days
Denial of self lead to self-deceit
A damaged portrait I thought was complete
A debauched life with nowhere to turn
Resulted in the choice to change my outcome
Looking ahead no time for regression
Maturity ensues as I learn life’s lessons…
Once upon a time I was a little girl
Going through the motions of living in this world
One day I awoke and realized I was a woman
Full of conscientious decisions, a total reconstruction
I looked at myself and didn’t recognize my face
The past me was gone…it appeared to have been erased
But as I looked closer, the fine lines I could see
Filling in the barren spots to form a perfected me
In womanhood, I’ve embraced my past misconceptions
Skeletons removed from my closet of deception
Blessed to be whole and thankful of God’s forgiveness
For granting me self-worth and allowing me resilience.
“My past mistakes helped to formulate the person I am today. For that I am grateful.”-Gremeka
I posted your poems. I Do Not criticize a writer’s blood, sweat, and tears on a page. Never! I’ll leave that to the so-called writers. They tear writers down and attempt to steal their dream of just being. With me, just be and seek light.
Thank you so much for your voicemail this morning. I’m so happy that my work touched you. I’m exploring your blogs and writings here for the first time and am enjoying the feeling and passion in your voice.
I review several books. I gain something from every read, but some are dear to my heart.
I thank you so much for your honesty. You helped me to understand the path of No Control.
Hanging Out in the Heavenly Skies. I really enjoyed this piece.It goes straight to epics section as far as I am concerned. I loved it. I give it a ten star rating **********
Thanx Viv for everything.. Our talk helped me feel much better about myself.. I love every bit of it.. Your a wonderful person..
Love Key
Kesean,
You are special. And the answer is No, No, and more No’s. Let the No’s Win. You will feel better and be empowered. What a beautiful picture–your self-esteem. Remember the mirror.
Again, and on Intercom, “It is about how a person makes you feel. If it does not feel right, it is not right. If it feels right, it can still be wrong.” The Devil is lurking around turning himself into an angel of light.
Recognize and Always remember Your Dignity Is Not For Sale.
It Ain’t For Sale
I am happy that you wanted to work with me. We will do it again. Soon!
Vivian Dixon Sober
Viv to you and here for you
This is for the people who subscribed to Victorious Women. I thank you because you didn’t have to subscribe to my blog. If I said just one thing that helped you, you fortified me. I have posted so much on this blog, but I couldn’t have done it without Kathleen and of, course, Bren.
Kathleen introduced me to WordPress. Wasn’t that nice of her?
About Bren, she was not afraid to write with me and share her pad with everyone. Then she moved to Lemae790.wordpress.com. She graduated with an A triple +.
I thank her for doing that. Writing is a catharsis. She trusted me.
There’s a lot for you to read and glean. Everyone is welcome. Even my Victorious Men.
Now stand up. Heads erect. Look to the sky.
Stretch!
What’s going on inside your head?
Get it out I said. Let’s sit down. You want to talk about it or Write about it?
Thank you for supporting me.
I’m just an email away.
Vivian Dixon Sober
Ms. V
Vivian,
Here are a couple of my poems. They kinda have their own rhythms, hopefully you can catch it. I write it how I would speak it.Tell me what you think. I am totally open to constuctive criticism.
Love ya,
MeMe
Survival
Survival of the Fittest
This is not a sappy love poem
This is not a nostalgic goodbye
This is a survivor story
A forfeiture of a life
For all the nights I cried
For the lost days I reminisce
This a warriors story
A refusal to submit
Thank you for the misfortune
From it I have learned patience
I forgive the emptiness
No longer a slave to delegation
With great pain comes great love
A champion over adversity
This a redemption story
Taken from a life of controversy
For the moments I have lost
For all the emotional distress
This is a story of liberation-
An exhaling of my breath.
a gt. original
9/22/2010
Acceptance
I have done some things I cannot explain
Lived a past life full of moments of vain
Made some mistakes – some worse than others
Made some decisions unbecoming of a mother
Youth filled ignorance guided my way
And led me to who I was in those days
Denial of self lead to self-deceit
A damaged portrait I thought was complete
A debauched life with nowhere to turn
Resulted in the choice to change my outcome
Looking ahead no time for regression
Maturity ensues as I learn life’s lessons…
Once upon a time I was a little girl
Going through the motions of living in this world
One day I awoke and realized I was a woman
Full of conscientious decisions, a total reconstruction
I looked at myself and didn’t recognize my face
The past me was gone…it appeared to have been erased
But as I looked closer, the fine lines I could see
Filling in the barren spots to form a perfected me
In womanhood, I’ve embraced my past misconceptions
Skeletons removed from my closet of deception
Blessed to be whole and thankful of God’s forgiveness
For granting me self-worth and allowing me resilience.
“My past mistakes helped to formulate the person I am today. For that I am grateful.”-Gremeka
a gt. original
4/15/10
Gremeka,
I posted your poems. I Do Not criticize a writer’s blood, sweat, and tears on a page. Never! I’ll leave that to the so-called writers. They tear writers down and attempt to steal their dream of just being. With me, just be and seek light.
Thank you for sharing.
Vivian Dixon Sober
Dear Vivian,
Thank you so much for your voicemail this morning. I’m so happy that my work touched you. I’m exploring your blogs and writings here for the first time and am enjoying the feeling and passion in your voice.
All the best,
David
Hello David,
I review several books. I gain something from every read, but some are dear to my heart.
I thank you so much for your honesty. You helped me to understand the path of No Control.
I promise I am just an email away.
Sincerely,
Vivian Dixon Sober
Hey,
send me an e-mail so I can draw some wisdom and impart some.
From 37. Need to run something by you.
I told you Victorious Men enjoy my site.
Done 37:
Vivian Dixon Sober
Viv-I loved your Poem Hanging out in the Heavenly Skies. It has such rhythm and wisdom. Keep writing. It is your home!
T
T
Thank you. I love writing and having fun. You are a Victorious Woman hanging out with Victorious Women.
Viv
I really enjoyed talking with you Vivian! You are truely a Real Person!@ Thank you…
You are a real person too, Meredith,
I’ll see you soon.
Vivian Dixon Sober
That high? Thanks. You know I really appreciate it.
Vivian Dixon Sober
Hanging Out in the Heavenly Skies. I really enjoyed this piece.It goes straight to epics section as far as I am concerned. I loved it. I give it a ten star rating **********