A flavor of Miz Angelou

Sometimes I feel like a caged bird...

But a caged bird stands on the grave of dreams
his shadow shouts on a nightmare scream
his wings are clipped and his feet are tied
so he opens his throat to sing
Maya Angelou - stanza from I Know Why the Caged Bird Sings

When I feel like a caged bird, I write.

My very first blog post here in 2010, was a poem. It was inspired by looking in the mirror. I had been home alone for a week for the first time in my motherhood. On my last evening, I looked in the mirror and saw that I was REFRESHED.

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I got me a tune up.

It wasn't free

It cost me my spare change

but I spent it on me

I had time to myself

to do as I pleased

I ate want I wanted

slept ‘til I wanted

'cause I didn’t have to meet

nobody’s needs

Don’t get me wrong

'cause I love my family

A woman just needs time on her own

to just look in the mirror

and love who she sees

My engine’s running fine now

'Cause I was running on HOT

Mentally exhausted from cooking and cleaning

you know

A homemaker I am not

I hope for a while that I can keep this feeling

even staying energetic from all with what I’m dealing

My wish for women everywhere is to get a tune-up

So that all in her life is more than just fair...


like the sun

can beat you down

have you running on hot

Thinking ‘bout not who you are

but all that you’re not

Women everywhere

Turn a dream into reality

Believe there are endless possibilities


Wherever or whoever

YOU want to be

Believe in yourself

Believing is free

I believe

I am all that I thought I was

and know

There is more of me to be

Let us allow God’s sun to refresh our soul

‘til we believe as we should

We are whole

God is good


Life is grand

and we are free

My tune-ups got me so I can bend without a flinch

Doing my chores now seems like a cinch

Listening to my music

dancing my way through the kitchen

Now thinking ‘bout my family

My family who I’m missing

I drank the fine wine

Dined on my dime

In my own space

In my own time

I'm linking up with Finish the Sentence Friday, where the prompt is - "When I look in the mirror, I see..."

When I look in the mirror, I believe.