Branches reaching out
Causally intersecting
I am here for you
Branches
Sunflower Blooms
Sunflower blooms with
No shame in its colors just
Saying, “Bees come on”
My Cycles
Start with a fog but
Flow into a wisdom stream
Rooted in decisions
Winter storm
Winter storm willed your
Early blooms harshly to sleep
Out they pop, refreshed
Not Quite Sure
Not quite sure what you
Will grow into but caring
For you is hopeful
Red tips
Sporting those red tips
I ain’t mad at you, naw girl
Sprout yo color proud
Natural Colors
Natural colors exclaim
All shades pretty and welcomed
Nature made fierceness
Spring
Spring trees blooming fresh
Afro greens bursting branches
Speaking boldly joy
Those Places
Do you have those places that mean so much to you,
That you can’t even visit
You can’t even think about
Without your heart filling with
A love
So big
So grand
That it swells and wraps
It’s arms
Around you as you smile and let
That feeling take over your heart
Do you have those places?
A season of loss
A Season of loss
Punctuated by a season of loneliness
Reminds us of
all those we hold dear
Reminds us of
all those we held dear
We reach out
Pulling closer to
Those who truly matter
D.S. Hollie 