Transition by Donise Cooke

Transitions

From Me, To Me: Hey Chile,

I hope you’re still out here slaying giants and walking into your promised lands. I hope you know the pressure of what you’ve gone through has made you into The Pressure, the continuous force of never letting go. Fearlessly facing every moment that forces you to grow.

Graduate

into a new version of you who exonerates her past and embraces her future

Escaped Emotions

My dad took a greyhound to greyhound village to see me smile, for the first time

In a while

I held up my degree As he studied me, watching For a flash of unfiltered emotion Briefly, He got it and went on His way to wait For the next time i was ready to show him

Teenage Years moody misunderstood maybe? make way or move out of mine momentum memories and moments we need

Before You Go To Sleep

remember to pray before you go to sleep, to wash away the day and give it to Abba

Serenity

i am easy and breezy muted and cool

i am soothing to your senses

i color in blue

Transition

constant chaos, making, movement up and down we outsidecreating change we need to transition

to a sacred place where we sit still, silent and calm sacred solitude in places we can call home dont forget to find your center and protect your peace.

Thank you, Next.

I saved the best parts of me knowing we would’t make it to the next chapter

D.N.D.M.P.

Periodt.

It is a sentence within itself. clearly meaning we’ve come to the end. this conversation has concluded do not continue to step over lines and into lanes where you have No business. per my last email

I said what I said saving my breath please advert back to the previous punctuation there is silence after a period.

Ecclesiastes 1:15

when you give ten percent of the hundred you promised, habitually draining me to make up for the rest, i have to calculate the price, of what dependency is costing me, becoming cost eective was the proportionate of subtracting you from my entire equation

“What is lacking cannot be numbered.”

Fragility Hurts lately ive had the quality of being easily broken down to the bare minimum but that’s where i find new momentum to love again

Soul Food

Like a well balanced diet, I am good, For your soul. I can feed you with this pasture Grade A inspection passes, fruit in every season actions actually array manifestations made to display the grass is greener on this field.

The Art of Letting Go

Yes, it’s an art. Letting go and growing on.

There are better days where you do not staytolerated, and taken for granted.

Exact Change

please tip me the percentage of problems you feel my presence brings

i always come bearing gifts that you don’t remember maybe amnesia twisted your mind cause you cant identify that i owe you nothing extra outside of my love your pockets always swaying you to come and weigh on me

you are privileged and accustomed to me rounding up but as ive come full circle the view is no longer the same

I think our relationship requires exact change.