Only One Choice

Only one choice

One brave decision

She had it in her

He said she did not

Anxiety ruled her life 

Numb of all the lies

The shadows of his demons

Unanswered questions

The pain of abuse

Not seen by the onlookers

It left deep scars

Her face exposed her journey

Of dreams of happily ever after

That went up in flames

Of two broken people…

One braver than the other

Who gave her heart permission

To explore what he feared most

Her sanity 

Her healing

To breathe and live again…

Alone with no direction

Her scariest adventure 

She chose to choose herself…

— Ebigale Wilson

#thejourney 

#EbigaleWilson

Reflecting at dusk

At day’s end when golden rays slide silently into shadowrunning through the shorter colours of the rainbowwhile sun’s bright disk is swallowed by …

Reflecting at dusk

Author Spotlight – Meet Sabinah Adewole

Sabinah Adewole is a best seller and has enjoyed reading from a young child . She studied English and her poetry has been informed from her experiences on her journeys of Life which has inspired a lot of readers across the globe.

She is an Associate member of the society of Authors.

Journeys of Life Volume 3 is her third poetry book. All her books can be found on Amazon across many countries. She continues to use her poetry to inspire her audience.

She started writing poetry from a park bench in Gidea park in May 2018. Her first poetry book Journeys of Life (Vol1) was published in Feb 2019 ,second book Journeys of Life was published in Dec 2019. (Vol 2)

Her first Children poetry book A Child’s journey through poetry (Vol 1) was published in America in Dec 2019 and is a best seller.

Copies are available in North America on Ingram and Indigo.ca in Canada.

This book has captured poems written in United Kingdom, Luton Hoo, Canterbury,Antalya Nigeria and AbuDhabi  and has been influenced from the various workshops she has been a part of.

Sabinah has grown on the Poetry circuit, she has gone around various circuits promoting her poetry and this has been evident in most of her poems.

Sabinah’s poetry is informative to an every day audience and would impart on any one from all crosses of life , her poetry is for everyone and and some examples of her poems in this book are

Sounds of Space, Leaves of Change, Oomph exercise,Love escalator, Kitchen perfect ,The artist , A lovely day in the park, Flags of Nations ,Wuhan Corona virus to mention a few.

She is passionate , creative , determined , enthusiastic with a positive mindset and this can be captured in her poetry. She hopes that her poetry will have a lasting effect on any one across the globe.

Sabinah’s Poetry has been inspired by her faith. A number of the poems are centred around faith and she encourages the reader to develop his or her own faith but the message is not overly pushy.

Her poems are written in free prose style bringing out the truth and beauty in everyday living.

Some of her poems are classified as Haiku, Episolatory, Allusion ,How- to -poems, Object poems , Smell Poetry, Split or Cento poetry and Ekphrastic poems.

What others are saying:

“She gives each poem a speculiar spin, some bear a resemblance to sonnets others remind me of concrete poetry. The words itself are used to create imagery or feeling.”

“I feel as if the writer is dancing through life and inviting the reader to join in”

“Her poetry is optimistic, motivational and heartwarming”

“The poems are about her travels and personal experiences”

“She is clearly a world traveller and poetically narrates her trips to various places “

“Her writing is described as very interesting and well acknowledged on the international circuit “

Check out more on Sabinah and purchase her books at her Author Central Page

And on her Good Reads Page -Children Poetry

Subscribe to her You Tube Channel

Connect and follow on Instagram @sabinah_a

Author Spotlight – Meet Emmanuel Okpor

Successfully Poetic talks about the poet’s passion left unheard,unspoken and undone between life and dream, reality and fantasy in this poetic piece of work. It’s the writers raw frozen ideas in his own language of shared story in poem.

Emmanuel is a prolific writer.

The Ibadan poetry writing award winner 2010.

The author of the Poem BEAUTIFUL IKEJA…Interviewed on NTA Channel 2,Lagos.

He studied Computer Science in Data Processing and Programming;at Olabisi Onabanjo University, Ago Iwoye.

He is a Member to the Society of The Young Nigerian Writers.

Here is a link to his many books available on Amazon

Communion

Taking Communion Unworthily…
It can be about willful sin.
But, for me,
Discerning the Lord’s body is about intimacy.
I can’t fake it.
Or, turn it into a religious ritual.
As long as I live in this skin there will always be issues,
and sins.
But, if I can learn to let Him dig deep down into me…
So that He can reveal to me those things that I need to see,
That’s where intimacy is born.

To just stand still,
Let Him kiss me,
And not run.

It’s not about being perfect.

When I eat His body and drink His blood,
I let Him in.

That’s Communion.

~ Wendi Hildebrand 2/8/2020

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Inner Beast

i try to sleep

but i can’t

cause when i close my eyes

i see you on my mind

beating past pain into the present;

i’m exhausted

but the beast is alive

growling so loud

i can’t focus on sleep;

the beast is crushing all my dreams

beneath his feet

as i am barely breathing

to survive yet another night of

these terribly terrifying nightmares

i can’t shake

cause when i step out of the water,

i’m still drowning;

water above my head,

and although i can swim,

it doesn’t matter

cause the fear paralyzes

me fully

and i’m stuck

as the beast closes in

to devour my entire vulnerability;

this isn’t just a nighttime deal,

this is me daily.

~Bethany Anne

He Spoke Life Over Me

He walked passed me

and He saw me

When no one saw me

Alone, struggling in my own blood

Fighting my own fights

He spoke life over me

I was not even aware of His love for me

I was not even aware of my need of a Saviour

Living a life of compromise

No safe place or someone I could call home

Searching for anything and anyone

To fill this big hole in my heart

I tried to fill it with alcohol, tattoos, piercings, sex, you name it…I’ve probably done it

My way of dealing with

this nagging emptiness

Which I could never give a name

Avoid facing my fears

Too much effort to deal with it

Easier to go with the flow

The list of my ‘painkillers’

grew longer and longer

Don’t most of us have our own?

Yet, it could never remove my pain

permanently

Still I would never admit to it

Pride kept me bound

Darkness my norm and the standard I lived by

I never knew that a life of freedom

was available to me

Till He passed by me

and spoke life over me

He said ‘Live’ to the desperate me

The ‘me’ living a life of lies

One encounter that would forever

transform me

One word was all I needed

To open my eyes to the rags

I was dressed in

For the first time

I knew I was worthy

‘Live’ meant that someone saw me

That I was not a mistake

That I was worthy of a love so great

He passed by me again and

it was my time for love

He washed off my blood

together with my past

Anointed me with oil

Covered my nakedness

that was visible to all

My past and my pain

He erased it all

He swore an oath and entered into

a covenant with me

A wayward child whose

Life story was now rewritten

with His precious blood

A covenant that would stand the tests of time

The processes of the journey

Different seasons and times

Through the highs and lows

The valleys and mountains

because I knew Who was with me

Transforming me daily to be more like Him

I was clothed in fine linen and covered with silk

Sandals of badger skin were put on my feet

Adorned with silver and gold

Put on display for everyone to see

That no one is beyond

His amazing grace

Different journeys

He can use us all

He perfects us daily by His grace

Our limps

Our struggles

Our shortcomings

Turned into testimonies

Changing atmospheres wherever we go

Touching hearts as we journey on

Spreading the Good News

that started it all.

~ Ebigale Wilson

He Spoke Life Over Me

The Journey

http://www.restoredministries.org

Hold On My Child

I know many of My son’s and daughter’s

are battle weary

Many are ready to throw in the towel

This has been a season of endless

challenges and trials for many

They feel defeated and drained

Everywhere they turn

the enemy is turning on the heat

And all they can do is watch

how their lives are spinning out of control

One moment everything still fine

The next moment everything falls apart

I see you standing with a finished puzzle

in your hand

The next moment it falls

to the ground

Pieces scattered everywhere

You fall to the ground trying

to collect the pieces

Then you realize that it’s going to take you

forever to put everything back together

You look up, defeated and lost

For its a reminder of your life

Spinning out of control

You hanging on by a thread

That’s how many feel at this moment

Your life feels scattered

All over the place

Your mind is racing

Trying to think of solutions

It feels like nothing will ever work out

Like there is no way out of all the challenges

That is choking the life out of you

Hold on to Me my child

I know you feel like hiding

You feel so alone

My voice has become quiet

You think I have left you

to fend for yourself

I am always with you

Even in your darkest hour

When your pain overtakes

every part of you

And you feel like your heart will never run free

I am working on your behalf behind the scenes

Making everything beautiful

in My time

I will come through for you

Like I always have

In this last stretch I would

want you to hide in Me

Focus on My plans and purposes for you

Focus on My dreams and promises

Know that I am true to My word

I will steady your heart and mind

As you seek My face

Don’t fight your battle’s in your flesh

Rest while I fight for you

For it’s not by might ,nor by power,

but by My Spirit

Let faith be your anchor

While I strengthen every

weak place in you

Look back over your life

I was always there to carry you through

every trying time

Why would I leave you now?

You are on My schedule and

We are right on time!

Soon you will marvel as every piece

of your puzzle will fall into place

You will taste My goodness

As it is payback time!

Every area of your life where the enemy

thought he had the upper hand

Will experience divine breakthrough

I am accelerating you into

every dream I have for you

Hold fast dear one

Let no one steal your focus

My anointing will destroy every yoke.

~ Ebigale Wilson

Hold On My Child

The Journey

http://www.restoredministries.org

The One Who Completes Me

You allured me into the wilderness

The last place I wanted to be

So many other choices I fancied

The front seat

A stage

Fame and fortune

Why did you have to take me this route?

I thought I was Your darling child

Handpicked for greatness

With my coat of many colours

Ready to show off my knowledge

My pride

My ego

Without realising…my downfall

You saw further than my head knowledge

Gleaning and talking of other’s testimonies

Making it my own

Though I never wore their shoes

When You called me away from the crowd

I saw it as punishment

Not knowing that my life would be

forever wrecked by Your heart

You knew I still needed to wait for a while

The stage and the front seat

Would be my downfall

My character did not portray Your heart

Oh I could sound very “christianese”

Yes!! I could even play the part

Yet, I could not copy

When deep calls unto deep

When she is overcome and undone

by a brush of His presence

When she worships without borders

and her heart is changed

In the presence of her King

I had to surrender to my wilderness period

Let go of my head knowledge

Fall on my face

Till I was wrecked by the power

of Papa’s love and

His kindness towards me

Till He became my closest companion

The One who completes me

Who would have thought that the wilderness held the key to every dream Papa had for us

Fruitfulness is waiting in the wilderness

The more I let go of my flesh

The more You unpacked greatness within me

Hiding all along under my pride

my ego, and my will

You are worth more than the scraps

I was willing to give

Chasing after fame and fortune

Was never Your dream for me

You want to hold my gaze

Your presence should be

my most prized possession

Where I am emptied

but filled to the brim by Your love

Today I am Your covenant daughter

Betrothed to You forever

Stripped of what I thought

was important

Emptied but filled to overflow

With grain

With new wine

With fresh oil.

~ Ebigale Wilson

The One Who Completes Me

The Journey

http://www.restoredministries.org