In most cases, our hard times serve a purpose. The difficulties we live through help us aid others as they suffer through similar circumstances. Soulspection is a collection of poems written by a woman who has been through much but gained even more. Here, she shares her emotions, her fears, and her failures.
Michelle Borel believes that creativity links us to the Creator. In her words, she rejoices over the power of being a woman. She talks about self-respect in “Fool No More.” In “Free,” she celebrates the power of baptism. “Blinded by the Look” tears away the façade of physical attraction to the beautiful soul within.
Writing in a variation of styles from haiku to diamante, Borel uses her words to paint pictures and evoke emotion. She whispers to her readers, telling them they are not alone in their pain. To live this life to the fullest, time must be spent on introspection and retrospection—down to the very depths of your soul.
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A Collection of Poetry
By Michelle Borel
iUniverseCopyright © 2016 Michelle Borel
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I'm not a raffle so with me there are no chances.
I'm a woman, no longer a girl given to glances.
My mind is focused, it no longer dances
and I clearly articulate what my stance is.
I'm not a taxi so with me there are no rides.
I'm a woman, no longer a girl wanting to be one of the brides.
My decisions I make when my feeling subsides
and my beauty can be seen even though my face hides.
I'm not a toy so with me there are no games.
I'm a woman, no longer a girl crying of pains.
My stare can penetrate deeper than burning flames
and I'm not given to calling names.
I'm not a phone so with me there's no holding on.
I'm a woman, not a girl chasing after what is gone.
My heart is like a phoenix it can be reborn
And I know there is power in letting go and moving on ...
Under the sun is my home
I hope to stay
But I'm sure adventure would call
some hot day.
I would leave home
I love so dear,
But I would always return
For I would miss the penetration
of sun on my back
the filtration of breeze
that other places lack.
In other places the weather
Keeps hearts cold,
but under the sun they thaw out
your spirit never grows old.
Under the sun is my family —
and not to forget my darling honey,
Aunts and brother,
All of we is one family.
So, big up to the sun
and this sweet country.
Trinidad & Tobago
I come from the land
of steel pan and calypso.
Our national birds are:
The Scarlet Ibis and Cocorico.
Our main income
is not having tourists,
but if you are travelling —
Put us on your list!
Visit the Devil's Wood yard
to witness mud volcanoes
Or lime with friends on Brian Lara Promenade;
Named after a national hero.
Can't forget our Pitch Lake —
It's in Deep South, La Brea.
About Douen and Papa Bois folklore
Hear what villagers have to say.
When on Maracas Beach
Bake n' Shark is a staple.
Try some hot pepper called 'Mother-in-Law,'
if you think your taste buds able.
Drive down Matelot
Keshon Walcott is from there,
and if the breeze is forceful
you'll smell spices in the air.
Buccoo Reef in Tobago
is a must-see attraction.
Also, do an estate tour,
but, secure a reservation.
Enjoy our 'heritage food':
Cow, pig, chicken or conch souse.
Crab n' dumpling, callalloo will leave you
Looking like a house.
Store Bay is another popular spot!
T & T has a lot for you to treasure
But, our nation's greatest gem — The PEOPLE
Who are warm and friendly beyond measure.
Many have tried
and many have failed
only to one
Will I be unveiled.
Is what I am.
I cannot be held
by every man.
For this jewel
take off the outer crust,
that spirit of lust.
Dig and dig,
See what you find.
Don't let the exterior
make you blind.
await you on the other side.
is on the inside.
With this jewel
you will be pleased
for you did not obtain it
Me vs You
There is a boy that I love so,
but my family thinks he is faux.
I once allowed their views to control me,
but then of what value is the two-letter word "me?"
Throughout my life, I allowed myself to be molded.
Like my mother's laundry, I was tucked and folded.
I was loved for who I was not
and the person inside, one forgot.
But when the tables turned around,
Instead of smiles, I got frowns.
I won the battle, as you can see,
because now, I am responsible for who I be.
Fool No More
Was once a fool in love,
But I am a fool no more.
Time has finally developed
my inner core.
No longer do I need to be loved
nor do I have to feel it
for within me ...
Within my being I possess it!
Still with the one
To whom I was madly in love with,
But realized that love didn't mean
I was a carpet.
I got up
and I stood tall
and told myself
I can do it all.
With or without
Family and friends
I have to run the race of life
and conquer it in the end.
Let Me Be
You say that life
is not so cut and dry.
Yet, on your bed
you sit and lie,
expecting all you want
to fall from the sky.
I am an extreme —
My goals I write
with paper and pen.
Then, I get up
and fight till the end,
knowing I can get nothing
if I sit on my rear end.
Only on God
Will I depend.
Who are you
to judge me?
When you have not
my eyes to see ...
Just allow me to be me
and there'll be productivity.
For I shall never become
one of passivity.
Changing For Whom?
I was afraid of who I was then
So I changed my life
And started all over again
Trying to be
Who or what they wanted me
Trying to fit in.
I am afraid of who I am now
So I want to go back
But I just don't know how
I don't want to be
Who or what they want me
I want to fit into what makes me, me.
In the name of the Father, Son and Holy Spirit, One God
They baptized me.
I went in the water a slave
and came out FREE!
No longer am I in bondage.
I have a new name. It is Fekerte Selassie
and I represent the Most High,
I am love of the Trinity.
I need not kill, steal or lie
to survive anymore.
I depend not on man!
So, I do not as before.
I believe in one Triune God
Jesus Christ is My Lord and Savior
Quickly I repent
if contrary is my behavior.
I keep my eyes up and up,
because I am looking for only what is heaven sent.
Only for MY GOD
Will I allow my knees to be bent ...
What I always keep in my heart is that
all things work for the greater good for those who love
So, thankfully I give praises ...
Heavenly Father, YOU do I applaud!
I'm human; I gave into a feeling
that's considered natural.
I'm not going to give details
and get all factual.
I've got to forget about nature
and nurture within something Divine.
Can't walk into the trap
At this time, don't think
I could even be his friend
for just by his touch
to the floor does my body want to descend.
never will I allow myself to be
for I stand tall
as empress 'Fekerte Selassie.'
Love of the Trinity
has been implanted within my core
Knowing the royalty I am
I will not cheapen myself by acting as a whore.
Passions and lusts of the flesh
will not suffice.
True satisfaction is felt
when heart and mind also entice.
The pain within
Will I carry.
For gain will I
the victory. —
Knowing that I discovered the lie
from man's tongue,
'At this time,
I don't have anyone.'
Knowing that I maintained
Love and respect
for a lady
I have never even met.
Knowing that before I was completely weakened
I regained control
and didn't allow that feeling
to become whole.
Knowing that if destiny sanctions it
so shall it be.
But be will it,
with me as ROYALTY!
Blinded By the Look
What are my imperfections? I am as pretty as can be.
Yet, many only see ugliness in me.
I do not smell like flowers, I do not look like pearls,
I do not feel like satin and I laugh not like other girls.
There are marks all over my long oval face,
I have sad puffy eyes and have not a petite waist.
However, I am pretty, as pretty as can be.
My heart, as pure as gold, is an essential part of me.
Had I not a good heart, how would I survive?
Everyone knows it is the heart that keeps you alive.
Many do not realize my skin is just a foil.
Unwrap the skin, dig deep down, you'll find I am as rich
Oh, ain't I pretty as pretty as can be!
Sorry for those who have not eyes to see ...
Never Any Other
With joy I think of my mother
for she made a choice others neglect.
I thank her for her eyes
for not one day have they shown a sign of regret.
When I hurt, when I stumble, when I cry ...
I know she feels it more than I.
and it's my troubles that keep her up
Though morning is nigh.
I can fly, yet still I know
her wings will receive me.
When needed I can return to the nest
and she will still feed me.
Her feelings she tries to hide,
but her actions show love and affection.
Never rough, never brutal
was her rod of correction.
With all she does
Nothing does she ask for as compensation.
And never has she wanted
any form of gratification.
What she has given
another person cannot.
And, as her child I can easily overlook
her character's dark spots.
Though these words can never be enough
I say thank you to my mother.
Both she and time have shown me
there can never be any other.
From very early on he said
That it would be me who he would marry.
I laughed thinking he was playing
And that that would be less than likely.
Yet, down I walked that isle
As his youthful blushing bride.
His wife — A role
I would hold on to with pride.
Many storms came our way
After the last, we thought we couldn't rebuild.
We couldn't! It was God that did!
Us being united was HIS WILL!!!
He loves me so much
That he loves anything and anyone who is of me.
Even when I was blinded,
He still had eyes to see ...
Many of us are wrong many times,
but not many of us are ever truly sorry.
We all have our flaws,
but not all of us work on correcting them daily!
I knew him even before he was tested
and placed in the fire.
Now that he is gold,
I am the only one that he desires.
Each prayer I prayed was a coal
that aided in who now stands before me —
From boy to man I have seen him grow
And still shower him with prayer daily.
Being a Mother
I hold you in my arms and I feel warmth
I look at your little nose, mouth and eyes ...
Quietly I promise you and I
That I will ease all your cries ...
Anyone who has never held you
I think to myself has never held love
Experiencing being a mother solidifies
That there is a God above.
Often do I softly kiss
your little fingers and your toes
and like an angel you smile
when I rub my nose on your nose.
Your eyes are peaceful while you are sleeping
they are bright when you are awake.
Everyone is filled with laughter
by the cooing sounds you make.
10,000 Pampers Later
10,000 pampers later
Upon a stage I stared
Looking at this lady who
Was once a child I reared
Thinking it was worth it
Every problem that I bared
And remembering precious memories
That with her I shared ...
10,000 pampers later
He grew from baby, to boy to man
And as I wobbled down the street
He was there to hold my hand.
Long are the days of cuts and bruises
He puts together business plans ...
He moved from his room to his own house
And owns businesses, cars and land!
10,000 pampers later
There were no more sleepless nights
But this woman of grandeur and grace
Was the focus in the spotlight
No more time outs for naughty ways
She was committed to doing right
Proudly I would stand
As I witness such a sight ...
All flowers have petals
Nectar is craved by all bees
Scents may differ,
but they are all carried by the breeze.
A flower is a product
of the seed,
but good soil
is another need.
Even if not touched
all petals fall,
is most important of all!
Bees will buzz
and flowers have to grow
Remember that you reap
what you sow!
Fence your garden
Be selective with who's picking
Not on every table
Can flowers be sitting ...
As delicate as they are meant to be
Flowers are not for all to have,
But just to see ...
If a flower is deflowered
Then let it be
Who has pledged solemnly ...
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