meka carter

Joined October 2018

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Bio

Journaling life as I grow through what I go through.

IG: @cartercaptureslight

Stories (14/0)

Regenerated
Life is not at all what I planned and that's okay. I'm free, independent of thoughts, practices and expectations that attempted to shape me into a watered down being.
By meka carterabout a year ago in Poets
Maturation
The process of growth requires I acknowledge that which I must release I cannot become better if I remain tethered to what holds me back
By meka carter2 years ago in Poets
Evolution
What do you do when you don’t like where you are in life? When efforts to grow fail, due to lack of nourishment And your environment is too toxic to support any life force flourishing
By meka carter5 years ago in Poets
Rise
Stripped to my skin exposing all that I am Imperfections on display as I bare everything, not giving a damn Confident and proud of who I’ve become
By meka carter5 years ago in Poets
Luminous
You were my crowning conception last night Before I drifted into dreams Hours past midnight I lie awake Imagining life existed solely for you and me
By meka carter5 years ago in Poets
Coveted
I don't want a lot from my days Just a little sunshine I can view from my bed And maybe a warm body to which I can turn
By meka carter5 years ago in Poets
Felicity
Down a country road, I discover the shore of a peaceful place The arm of a great lake where waves cleanse rocks I locate a spot, get lost in my thoughts, and presume they'll bathe me too
By meka carter5 years ago in Poets
Maintenance
Minutes after midnight I climb out of bed Finding comfort on my patio in the easy pose Legs crossed, hands stacked in my lap, palms facing the stars
By meka carter5 years ago in Poets
Sol
Gradations of orange and blue, caught my eyes over blinding white beams of opposing headlights. I paused my schedule for a few minutes to stop and stare in awe of you. Because when I am unable to greet you at light. I must witness your sweet kiss as you whisper, “I will return, sleep tight.”
By meka carter5 years ago in Poets
Farewell
Strangely calm my spirit remains Knowing the heaviness of what I must relay I pray you mindfully receive my truth My gut knows you won’t take it well
By meka carter5 years ago in Poets
The Boys
My parents console aching hearts daily for the loss of their son A hurt worn on their faces during ordinary conversations
By meka carter5 years ago in Poets
Top Story - December 2018
MetamorphosisTop Story - December 2018
I rise from the ashes After scorching the lies of my youth I come to terms, realize It’s okay to be a mess I no longer have to evade my truth
By meka carter5 years ago in Poets