Sunday, April 28, 2013

Art of Storytelling

Crafted from the depths of souls,
shaped from the pits of experience,
is the birth of storytelling.

Storytelling holds people,
holds their values, and life lessons.
Voices that expand the horizons,
dipped in octaves of sound,
resonating and creating worlds.

Powerful is this tool,
makes us laugh, weep, and prideful.
An experience that takes on the life of its own kind.
When in another's world we experience,
their pain, joy, courage and love.

The storyteller is a creation,
part of who we are, what we are.
Tells us what could be,
holds the past and shape our future.

So tell tall tells,
discover different worlds, find they keys that connect us universally.
Fly with birds and hunt with wolves.
Fall in love with the sun and sleep under the moon.
There is so many stories to consume.

To understand and see where their dwelling,
is the Art of Storytelling.

-Sincerely Fay,

Thursday, April 25, 2013

Dream Spasms

Tonight I lay alone
my bed cringes at the sound of,
the sound of the silence that fills this room.
An unkept melody that can't find its muse.
There is no amount of noise, of notes or melodies that can replace you.

Tonight my tears fall slowly,
leaving a burning trail,
where your fingers once traced a path to reassure me.
There is nothing but my pillow to fall back on now.

Tonight there is no peace of mind,
I am restless, my body yearning ,
for the ghost of your touch...
to haunt my dreams and bring me joy and pain that will never fade.

-Sincerely Fay,

Sunday, April 21, 2013

Dark places in Tight spaces

Dark places in tight spaces,
I've always wondered about the times when I would give up,
what would be the outcome and the result.
What would happen to those around me,
how would this effect them, would they be able to look beyond and see.

Dark places in tight spaces,
no one ever told me that my presence would affect someone else life,
That my actions could cause a long heavy chain of reactions.
They didn't say I wouldn't be able to embrace it,
I now know what is dark places in tight spaces.

-Sincerely Fay

Saturday, April 20, 2013

So Lets Talk....

Hello my lovely bloggers...
So Lets Talk!!!!

So I have been trying to figure out lately what exactly do I want to do with my blog, where do I want to go with my blog...

So if your wondering why have I been constantly changing it around, this is why!
I finally decided that I want my template and design to remain earthy and simple. I want this blog to make people feel comfortable and a place where you my readers can read and become inspired or think and express your there.

So I want to start doing this thing called "Lets Talk Saturdays", where I would be talking about something in particular and I want you guys to respond!!!! I know you already do this with my blog but I want to focus on problems in our everyday lives we face. So I will Present a question and/or statement and you guys respond!!! Sounds simple, well it is!!!!

I think I will start this new segment within this year!
 so go to>>>>> 

Friday, April 19, 2013

Wise Man Tale: Steps

We struggle because we have to,
we are dormant, resisting the awake.
Our eyes are closed,
and we fail not to still see.
We are more than what we can be,
that is what he whispers to me.

You are a presence on this land,
your every move affecting the life around you.
Your mind and body is a weapon,
so be careful and use it wisely.
Don't underestimate your worth,
you are worth more than all the money in the world since birth.
You are a being unlike any other on this planet we call earth.

He whispers..
Tread softly but strong enough to move the ground,
head held high with respect, love, and humility clothed around you.
Take only what you need from places,
our eyes make our mind and body greedy.
Learn to look past and look beyond,
establish the roots of where your from.
Here, listen to the music of life play its beats on the drum.

Your a moon-child, spread your wings and fly,
soar with the purpose of love and determination.
Go on now and grow up to be who you are.

                       -Sincerely Fay,

Monday, April 15, 2013

Little People

There is nothing like the innocence of a child,
they are ignorant to the grown-up world.
Through their big, round eyes- the world is endless universes put in one place,
everything is alive and colorful.
Through their lenses they see life on mother earth.
They know, love, and respect the giants-
we are their knights who protect them from the monsters.
They know that everyday is an adventure,
climb a tree to escape into another world.
The pillows and sheets and chairs are the strongest of forts,
the most seclusive place on the planet.
Passwords open doors and keys unlock treasure.
They can be a king/queen, ninja, knight, a superman,
a spy, a dragon, a lion.
They see no evil, so they speak no evil, and hear no evil...
Smiles so big and bright,
it lights up the sky at night.
Children is honest and courageous,
overflowing with love and the imagination we've lost.

-Sincerely Fay,

Thursday, April 11, 2013


Late nights bring out the hunger in a persons being.
It brings out the beast of love, passion, fear, and hunger.
The beast craves what he can and cannot attain.
It is simple the beast is your body soul.
The night unlocks the cage door and the beast is free to roam again...

_ Sincerely Fay

Tuesday, April 9, 2013

Effective Meanings

Selfishness stems from the unconscious thought,
do more for yourself and less for others.
However way you put it, we have selfish thoughts, feelings and actions.
Branches, trees, forms of wood get burned and chopped up for our own use,
Earth in its forms being destroyed..
Tell me that ain't selfishness,
tell me it ain't so.
Words strung, thoughts acted upon,
we are energy that fills up this empty space in this graceful place.
Watch your Words/Thoughts/Actions,
what you put out in the universe is what you get in return!

-Sincerely Fay

Wednesday, April 3, 2013

Quotes that have Inspired Me/ Wise Man Tale

There are nights when the wolves are silent and only the moon howls.
George Carlin

When I admire the wonders of a sunset or the beauty of the moon, my soul expands in the worship of the creator.
Mahatma Gandhi

These are both quotes that today I randomly picked and so here is a short poem I written called Wise Man Tale.

A street walker, a bum- told me quotes are advice to the wise,
he said if you ever take the time I guarantee they will open your eyes.
I asked him did he need food or money, shelter or clothes,
he said sista-child I don't waste my time on material things, I have soul.
He was a thin man, with one gold teeth,
he smiled and said as long as I got my soul that's alright for me.
Word of the wise young child, take my advice I have enough to spare,
realize where you going before you get there.
There is only two types of success in this world,
one lead ya to God and the other puts you in the bad forever.
I've seen a world guided and bent on terror.
I blinked and then I woke up here,
the world now ain't nice young miss be careful.
I got another piece advise as well,
greed and seeking fame is a sure way to hell.
By this time I was done with the conversation- couldn't hear no more,
I left the poor man without any explanation of what he did to end up like that for.
A couple of weeks later I seen an article about a famous philanthropist who went bankrupt,
he ended up with that strange case of bad luck.
I realized it was the man on the corner of that very helpless place,
but yet he had the brightest smile on his face.
The article read-He sought glory and money and misused his fame,
he lost it all without no one to blame.
But when asked why,he said I'm just like any other guy, 
see there is more to success than the good and the benefits, 
the dark side of success always have its prejudices.
So I warn those who like me who took the easy ticket,
be careful and never take the easy way up...
nothing can come from it but inflicting your soul with a very deep cut.

-Sincerely Fay