Silence Broken…

with gratitude, compassion is my attitude,
donations, support, confirmation – I’m totally doing my part
Focus, surrender, love, God-given, tender,
Like a mothers’ unconditional heart, my desire to empower
survivors has always been real – wisdom I must impart

God’s putting me to the test with uneasy task, humbling myself,
to simply make that ask, God turning it over and over into an
abundance, overflowing with love, support,
happy darts from you, straight to my heart –

All because, I’ve found and I see the discipline of being
intentional with you and me, to ask from the start, the works
of the Lord, they all supplement my heart through your hands

I give all thanks of abundance to the great I AM
I decree, I declare an abundance in this atmosphere
Go Fund Me you see and pour out support for this
violence afflicted community

For healing, God, I think you, for awareness and clarity
no longer blind to a cause the entire world must see
because violence holds consequence and I’m here to come
to the support the survivors defense

Empowered against the silence, each woman stepping away
from and past domestic violence and into the light of
their brilliant abundance.

Blameless they are not, for you this I’ve fought, tearing
down cultures os hame, I walk with you and I want to know
your name, because violence cannot be forgotten, nor silence,
nor watered down, she has a name and this victim, you shall
not blame.

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What I’ve been up to….

Hello everyone,

It’s been quite some time since I’ve sat down and posted any poetry.  There’s a reason why, I’ve been busy working hard on my non-profit!  I’ve just launched a fundraising campaign that you can read about below.  I’m really excited about the path God currently has me on and I would love your support.  You can support by sharing this with your networks (share via FB, Twitter, or even your own blog) or by making a contribution.  The only way this work can be done is by the support of the community — I hope I can count on your support of a #repost and/or contribution.

STAY TUNED FOR SOME POETRY PIECES I’VE BEEN WORKING ON!!!

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The Black upStart Bookcamp Fundraising Campaign!

1 in 4 women will experience domestic violence at some point during their lifetime. 1 out of every 6 American women has been the victim of an attempted or completed rape in her lifetime.  In the African American community, those statistics are grave at 1 out of 3 women.  Due to these statistics and those within my own family I have dedicated more than 10 years of my life’s work to advocacy in crisis intervention and being a change agent for rape culture in America.  I am Corinn Marquis , Founder, and CEO of Brilliant Abundance.

I know my personal story as an indirect survivor to my mother and my passion for advocacy post-crisis intervention that I was destined to found Brilliant Abundance, a personal development, and spiritual wholeness non-profit targeting women, identifying as indirect (secondary) and direct (primary) survivors of sexual violence, domestic violence, and/or child abuse. Survivors of violence are much more likely to be affected by depression, post-traumatic stress disorder, alcoholism,  drug abuse, and suicide. Nationally and locally there are several programs targeting direct survivors in crisis, but it’s much harder to find resources for continued healing and growth, especially for those secondarily affected.  This is where Brilliant Abundance comes in! As I endured the process of my own healing, I came to understand that there is a great need for advocacy post-crisis intervention for not just women primarily affected, but those who are also secondarily affected.
 
Help Me Break Another Glass Ceiling – with TUITION ASSISTANCE!

Out of nearly 100 applicants, I was selected along with 20 African-American entrepreneurs to join the Black upStart Bootcamp! The BootCamp trains African-American entrepreneurs to start successful and profitable businesses, with an emphasis on product development. As many of you know, I successfully completed a program on Entrepreneur Success Training that allowed me to finalize a business plan and begin visual branding for Brilliant Abundance  — a non-profit focusing on personal development and spiritual wholeness for women who identify as indirect (secondary) and direct (primary) survivors of sexual violence, domestic violence, and/or child abuse, post-crisis intervention services.

Through enrollment of this Bootcamp, I will be able to take Brilliant Abundance to its next phase, which is product development.  As an avid believer in self-accountability and growth, I am constantly working to improve my skills and the foundation of my business knowledge; when I learned about the Black upStart Bootcamp, I knew it was the next step in advancing my business acumen as an African-American woman entrepreneur and in growing Brilliant Abundance. This Bootcamp hasn’t even started yet and I’ve already begun the fundraising training!  Believe me, fundraising is a hard task for most and I’m grateful to pick up tips to enhance my skills and success rate in building capital.  At the completion of this Bootcamp, I will be trained in how to brainstorm a viable business idea, build a product, test the product, and create a plan to sell that product for profit.

This Bootcamp will allow me to create a great product for program participants, identifying as indirect and direct survivors, which will allow these women to enhance their personal development skills, heal from past pain, move away from the trauma and pain caused by violence, and into a joyful life of Brilliant Abundance.

Here is my goal: Get 12 People to Donate $25 (or more before Bootcamp begins on November 12, 2015)

In my search for programs that cater to the needs of women and/or African-Americans, I’ve not seen anything as beneficial as the Black upStart Bootcamp . Previous to finding this Bootcamp, I successfully created a stellar business plan that includes the curation of a workbook to supplement a workshop series, a healing miracle journal, and an inspirational planner that will aid program participants in maximizing their personal development and healing to become whole through an Entrepreneur Fellowship with Empowered Women International.

Where I’ve found myself in need of additional training is with product development — and that is where the Black upStart Bootcamp becomes the perfect resource and solution to getting Brilliant Abundance closer to its official program launch. I am excited to build awareness and strategize to move past barriers that affect African-American entrepreneurs when starting a business and raising capital — the Black upStart Bootcamp is not only going to take my training and skills to the next level, but it’s going to push Brilliant Abundance closer to its program launch and busy with the work of healing survivors of shame, post-crisis intervention services!

The Impact: You Become a Supporter of Brilliant Abundance (ME too!) and Assist in Making a Courageous Black Woman a Successful Entrepreneur

Please consider contributing to cover the cost of my tuition! Thank you so very much for believing in me!  Any dollar raised over $300 will go towards product development expenses for Brilliant Abundance!

Thank you for considering to offer your support and #b_abundant

Reaching and even surpassing this goal will have me over the moon excited for the potential progress that can be made in getting Brilliant Abundance programming launched and starting the process of helping survivors move past shame and into their Brilliant Abundance — healed, whole, and complete.

Support my efforts to attend #theblackupstart2k15 bootcamp and product development and production cost! I’m healing survivors and changing the culture of shame attached to violence.

Road BLOCK

Mistaken, miss-taken
I attempted, with my best
Zealous-ness and heart, I pushed
Past fear and made the road clear

Let go and gave in to hope
A dream that couldn’t float
My-self I gave, for us, I prayed—
Our friendship, our growth, our
Lives, our love—ones

Trust I granted, favor
I gave, the clock ticked on
I waited, one-year and
Seven months long

For not, for nothing, for lessons,
For truths, understanding or
Some kind of yet to be seen boost

The door now closed
Emotions still sore, a box
That opens, now shut
A key—stored away
From this time, from this space

Still with hope for the future, if found one day…
I would be glad to have received the warmth of love
A cozy gift from only God above.

Be Still & Know…

It’s the confusion of what I believe
To not be an illusion, but I can’t
Seem to come to a conclusion.
So I sat down and thought
Over my thoughts, I tried to
Write them down and even
Come up with an executable plan
So I ended up simply talking
It over with the man…

You know…Him up there, the
Man they say is upstairs, the one
Most call God, He gave His son
From up above…to save my sins,
Giving me an actual fighting chance
To have the confidence
I really need in the end to win.

But confused I said I was
Only for my Lord to command me
To “be still and know” know that
He has a plan, you know
To prosper me, not harm me
So with confusion set aside,
Humbled and without pride…
Still visually in it lives, in my minds eye
So I quiet my mind…to stop all
Time, since this clock shall not rewind

Baby, I feel good.

I feel good. I mean I feel
Good all over. Without hesitation
I further investigate while
Preparing to embrace entirely
Every divine situation, every
Second and minute of every
Hour, as fragrant sprinkles
Of wisdom and knowledge
Continue to deposit…I feel good.
I mean I feel good all over.

There’s nothing to compare
This joy that I feel, could only
Be heaven sent. Matter of fact-ly
It lies on every single inch of me.
Making gentle brushes against my
Face as the sun shine, brightly
Illuminates the glow of happiness
That is emanating from within me.

I feel good. I mean I feel good
All over. New chapters being written.
Faith in all that God has given. Trust.
Honor. Faith. Love. Joy. Spirit filled. I
Feel good. I mean I feel good all over.

What’s Mine Not Yours

It’s easy you see for me
To seemingly smile so easily
Simple thoughts of plans
To come creates glimmering
smiles as I walk down the street
Basking in the bright sun

Trying to remember the last
Time, such feelings of
Excitement and possibility
Is much harder to see and
Better yet, unfortunately
In its entirety truly escapes me…

Past lessons come and gone
Experiences teaching life–learned!
here where I stand I’ve not been
Before, as this time what’s
Mine, I’m not freely giving to
End with my power
Becoming yours…

No matter what is to come
My power will remain
only with me for my
Body DOES NOT get to make
Decisions for me.

Like this…

Celebrate me. Adore me. Love me.
Want me. Cherish me. Respect me.
Love me. Miss me. Want me. Love
me. Love me. Love me. Love me.

Rants and raves. Yells and
screams. Desires and dreams.

Love not lust. Trust always
a must. Friendship given.
Commitment grown. Our love
one day full blown.

Give me you. I’ll give you
me. Just be sure you can do
so completely. Uniquely just
to me.

If you let me I’ll show you.
Just like this. You touch
me. I’ll touch you. Romance
floats above. In between
making it thick, instead of thin.
Air.

Let your beats match my rhythm.
So our rhymes transcend all time.
let’s make it timeless. Forever
and always. Love me. Like this.
It’s my only wish.

Moon Light

In the moon light there are
Hints of your gaze
A smile cast upon your face
Making me feel filled
With heavenly grace

Like the beauty of onyx
Your smooth dark chocolate
Skin does nothing less
Than draw me in…

In the moon light I sit still
Thinking of you, allowing my
Thoughts to become future
Desires, allowing my wants
Of you and me to completely be…

Like knowing we’ll marry
I envision your proposal–
Yea, sounds crazy, I know
But our family I can see
Started in love just you and me…

In the moon light I rest my
Eyes upon your face, eventually
Allowing my haze to
Dissipate, just in time to
Hear you say…I love you babe

In the moon light I gently
Caress your skin
Before I plant my soft kisses
All over your face, just
To simply say thank
You…while the moon
Light gives my love all to you.

In love with Ideas

***NEWS FLASH*** I humbly accept the “Perfect Poet” Award for Thursday Poetry Rally Week 57. It’s been so long since I’ve participated and won this award that I am really excited. Further my nomination for Week 58 goes to… Cherlyn for “You’ve Taken My Voice”
( http://cursemymetalbody.wordpress.com/2011/11/24/poetry-thursday-72/#comments )

I’m in love with the idea of being in love.
Did you hear what I said? I’m in love.
With the idea. Of being in love. Yes, that
Is correct. The idea suits me just fine.
I might even be inclined to say I love
Things just the way they are—cuz why not?
Everything seems just fine. I’m in love with
the idea of being in love. Shooting stars
from the greatest clouds up above. Shinning
bright moons and sparkling skies. The
Heavens opened up and here is
Where I welcomed you. I’m in love
With the idea of being in love. Yes, that’s
Correct. I’m in love with the idea of being in love.

I laugh at the thought of how absurd
It may sound but it’s true, indeed for I would
Never make an attempt to deceive. So just
believe to see the truth in me when I say
These words, out loud they sound,
triumphantly I called out in a subtle shout
grasping your attention, as the wind carries
soft whispers of sweet I love you’s…again
I laugh at the thought of how absurd
It may sound but I only speak truth.

Ideas, just words, emotion shown
Through love, love of ideas, love
Falling from the heavens up above.
Love from the father, son and holy
Ghost. Love just emotion turned up
Extra high, balanced by love matched
Also heaven sent…just right
Specially picked. I’m in love with the
Idea, of being in love. I’m in love with
Love and differing ideas on exactly
What love should be. Again, I say
I’m in love…with love.

Exceptional

I am exceptional.
And definitely NOT
Just because my
Mother, says so—

I am exceptional as
I spread my wings
Flying higher than
Bald eagles.

I am exceptional
As I exponentially
Raise the bar higher
And higher—
Demanding with
Conviction from
Hours and hours
Of time spent
That I am—exceptional.

I am exceptional.
It shows from the glow
That rest upon—post,
Marking the target,
Setting the goal,
Moving forward with
Passion, to conquer
showing no fear.

I am exceptional.
And no, it’s not just
Cuz my momma
Told me so…

I am exceptional.
From the soles of my
Feet, through the wiggle
Of each toe; Exceptional
I am while I declare
And give command—
Thank God Almighty,
“I’m free at last” and
that most certainly
most absolutely, and
astutely means that—

I am EXCEPTIONAL.

Abundance

It’s like losing the one thing you love the most
It’s like unknowingly throwing away your hope
It’s like having happiness turned into grief

Abundance you have forsaken
Abundance you have forgotten

With kisses to your heart
With flutters to your soul
With music in your living

Abundance is a gift
Abundance is from God

Like tears falling from your face
Like Gods amazing grace
Like mercy

Abundance is love
Abundance is without lack

Never leaving
Never not hoping
Never stopping and
Never not knowing
that God’s Abundance
Never leaves your side.

Now I see.

I have truly let you go
I see the light, for the
Tunnel is bright, not
Dimly lit, it shines
Smiling on all of the
Great time we spent
The good times we
Shared…the love we
Dared.

I close my eyes and
See your image, my
Minds eye, vivid—all
That is you and I…I mean
All that was you and I
See it flash within my
Eyes—deeply I smile

I let go of the hope
To one day be your
Wife, it does not seem
That would be our
Destiny—in love I let
Go but I’ll always
Love you so—I once
Upon a time wished
You to be the one.

I once upon a time
Wished that I would
Be for you, as you to me,
I held long onto
That dream, I held
Tight for all hopes
That one day it might
Actually be.

Then reality you see
Knocked me down,
Down right to my
Knees, yelling at me
To see, with tears
In my eyes I finally
Understood why.

I need love you see.
To hear it, to feel it
To see it, to touch it
I need assurance
That our love is
True between you
And me…I needed
To hear that you loved
Me…I needed consistency
I needed you to love me.
NO. I needed you to be open
To showing me, and yes! Telling
Me, unconditionally how
Much you loved me.

Patient I was, patient I
Tried, tears weld up,
Falling from my eyes
I held on, I held on, I let go
But still I held on…hoping
Too hard, that this wasn’t our
Reality, hoping too hard
There would still be a
You and me…now knowing,
I let go…now opening my
Eyes to see…I understand.

Before reluctantly, even
Hesitantly, now with
Confidence and peace
Now with love and peace
Now understanding it
Was the past that shared
Me and you. Now I see.

 

**Thursday Poetry Rally: Week 57**

Hiding Inside.

for so long, I allowed
my youth to wreck
my nerves—allowed
your drug use to
self-induce my emotions
into a dark-ness, a dark
abyss of pity and
doubt, clouds of unrest
from un-want, dis-trust and
lack of love–
i built a cave and
tucked my heart
deep deep inside
away from you–
my mother!–NO MORE
pain will you inflict
your drug bull-shit
makes me so sick—
feelings from youth
I’ve always held so
deep inside–allowing
pain and hurt to reign
as pride, while all this
time, I was really, just–
hiding inside…

Come Back.

You left us…here you are no more
the pain you felt, the bruises that
never seemed to go away.

Your forever feelings of being tired
the lack it last no more as the
leukemia war is a war for you no more

Granny come back. Aches my heart
in the space where your physical being
has always lived. Granny come back
so the tears last no more.

My future kids will not be blessed
with meeting you. Your stories I
will share, of my grandmother bold
and yes she always did dare. To defy
the odds and trick the obstacles
to bend the circumstance, just so
that I could have every chance.

I love you granny. Forever and
always. I love you granny, forever
in my heart you will always stay.
I love you granny. And I’m glad
your pain is now gone away. I love
you granny. Forever may your
soul rest in sweet heavenly peace.

FREE

I would be free from the tears I sob
I would be free of the shame I built
So deep inside –I would let
Go and be FREE from the concept
That my mother did not want me,
FREE from the thought that my mother
Was able to lie to me, so ea-si-ly, because
Clearly she was not able to love me –ENOUGH—
But with understanding all my
Tears have shed and dried away,
The burden and pain from carrying
Heavy choices, never my choices to make
Burden now bared, freed from weights
Pinning my shoulders to a hunch
While constantly pinching at my heart
FREE
FREE
FREE these burdens, no loner with me
I’m FREE