!ENOUGH! (Re-post)

Alicia Renee Polston-Shipe


January 23, 2019

One thing that my personal “true blues” know about me is I will never hesitate to cut someone away from me that I feel I can’t trust. They have either seen it, been victim to it, or have heard the raw emotions in my voice when I have come to them for comforting or consoling. Another thing my “true blues” know about me is if I have it, I have no problem sharing with those around me. Some also know how much fun I can be. Somehow some have gotten the impression that I would go hungry to please another person. Y’all can let that go. Never has been true and never will. In the past I have given too much of my being and been crushed in the process [on-going tragedy of my existence]. I have also spoken out of line, out of turn, enthusiastically, sarcastically, and whatever else. It is what is and it will BE whatever it’s called to BE. My circle is extremely eclectic and I love each of them [though through age it narrows]. I have peeps that are white, brown, Filipino, African-American (since y’all want to be “politically correct” (what an oxy-“MORON”), republican, democrat, don’t care, depressed, anxious, ADHD, and every other label anyone chooses. Here’s the point. I disagree with each and every one of them on a regular basis and we tend to get along fine. The ones that I don’t, I ignore or 👏🏾 clap 👏🏾 back (work in progress). Simple as that. Continue reading


Our human intuition guides us through what our intelligence cannot comprehend. This is why many of our senses (both meanings apply: ‘many’ as in individuals as well as each sense) are no longer common; they were never meant to be. -ARS-

Proverbs 24:3-4 – Through wisdom a house is built, and by understanding it is established; 4 by knowledge the rooms are filled with all precious and pleasant riches.

Proverbs 20:18-19 – Plans are established by counsel; by wise counsel wage war. 19 He who goes about as a talebearer reveals secrets; therefore do not associate with one who flatters with his lips.

-Alicia R. Shipe-

Poem Part 2/2: Rediscover

Amazing words!

Writing Rhymes

Lost in wake of my self-destruction
I break the shackles of my demons’ every instruction.
At every turn, life presents an obstruction
Yet I focus on my life’s reconstruction.

In my ears, my demons provide misleading advice
With false illusions, they try to misguide & entice.
For each step on the right path demands a sacrifice
As barefoot on broken glass, I walk towards my paradise.

For my doubters, my trail of blood is a visual treat
Yet my adrenaline galvanizes my every heartbeat.
I may perish but I won’t embrace defeat
So after every fall I still get up on my feet.

The sufferings that I’ve endured for countless years
I recall all my screams that fell on deaf ears.
The audacity of my fortitude now, eclipses all my tears
I rise & roar rampantly, as I overcome all my fears.

At my paradise’s gate, I now recover

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