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.

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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.

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.

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**

Backbone

you may be, all that you
think you be, but trust
here, you would be nothing
without me–as I without
you would be nothing
too–but don’t mistake
me for no fool–I’m the
backbone not you.
I comfort when in need
i cherish and uplift, I
satisfy and drive you wild
I am your emotional connect–
your hight more than
just a contact, a connection
to the understandings
amongst humans on what
love is…Your head may
move and your mouth
in control, but where
would you be without
your backbone, just where
might you be, if you
were without me…?

Like Wind

With caution I hesitate
To instruct caution to you
As moving forward seems
To be an illusion, yea I think
That’s my conclusion

Grasping for emotional
Comfort, emotional release
And relief, wanting to share
My abundance while
Being cautioned to move
Slowly when emotionally
I’m not sure that’s really me

Cautioned to not feel dejected
Or rejected even emotionally
Objec-ti-fied so supplied
With caution I hesitate
To emotionally consummate
The feelings I could be
Feeling cause my caution
Cannot be gone like the wind

Like…Love…Like

Like butter, when he warms
Me I melt everywhere
Like silk his skin is so soft
Up against mine

Like caramel his chocolate
Covers and engulfs me
Like the oceans waves
His soul excites and calms

Like coffee his milk
And sugar brings perfection
Like peaches covered in
Cream sometimes he makes me…

Like the sun peaking out
On a cloudy gray day of haze
Like witnessing birth and a
New mothers joy that first day

Like singing your favorite
Song at its highest peak
Like seeing the one you
Love after a long day gone

Like having hot soup
On a cold rainy day
Like him stroking my
Hair taking all pain away

Like him capturing my
Heart and me falling
Completely in love

She Pray’s for you…(Jingle’s Week 32 Thursday Poetry Rally)

He said you shouldn’t be…
told her you’re a good
woman, never hold back
because of me…

He said he knows
that he hurt her
and for that he said
I’m so sorry

He said he acts as
if he doesn’t care, but
their friendship matters
so much, and
really he does care

He said he didn’t want
things to turn out that way,
but it all got bad so quick
too fast

he said she’s not a runner up,
she’s number one, she’ll
never be, second to none

He said she was real good
to him, gave real
love not forced or fake
but real genuine

He said I owe you honesty
and that it’s all
just so sad to him

He said he knows she’s
hurting still and wishes
there was something
he could do to make
it all better again

He said he prays her love
she’ll find
because it’s deserved
and she’s been waiting
for such a very long time

He says it’s just all so
confused, unsettled
and he just doesn’t
know what to do and
she said not to worry
cuz she always prays for you…

NOTE: I pulled this poem out of my “hat” of poems that I’ve previously written! Thanks

Love…beautiful…love

Possibly too passionate
But such feeling are always
Pertinent when love is true
Genuine and heaven sent
Love without boundaries
Love no holds barred
Love that connects me
Straight to ur soul

I love u…maybe u love
Me too and one day
Beauty will be told
By words of I do
Kisses of me missing u
When u were only away
For the 8 hour work day

Born of our love
Our love of God
As we enjoy smiles
And laughter from the family
We’ve made and saying
I love u never gets old

Because love with out
You would be untold
Passionate without
The character of being bold
Love warming me
And capturing our souls
Love we both never
Knew could be this true
But love truly from
The depths of both
Me and you
You and me love
From our love
Our love nothing
Short of beauty from God

Plum Nutt Fool

Jingles Thursday Poetry Rally!

She’s love sick over you
Her heart does not know
What it should do…
Though calm and peaceful
At first inside she’s really ripping
Apart likely her heart’s ready
To die cuz in…side
She’s tormented unfortunately cuz…

She’s love sick over you
And it’s undeserving for
You certifiably seem to be a
Nothing more than a plum nutt fool
Not realizing her to be a treasured
Jewel, you looked for another
Maybe three or four
No one really knows

But detrimentally she’s equally fallen
Love sick over her likes of you
It’s a crime you see for
She should feel nothing but
Contempt for you
But here she is latent in
Feeling love sick over missing
The sorry likes of you
The man I most certainly
Have deemed to be her fool…

Missing you?

I miss you and I can’t take the pain any longer
I can’t withstand the aches I feel for longing
To be kissed by you…held by you…warmed by you…

I hate that I miss you because it would be useless
To tell you! SO, here I sit. Writing words
Across pages, trying to feel the void in my
Heart so it becomes null from the lack
There of where you used to be…

I miss you and screaming at the top
Of my lungs brings me no solace NO PEACE
But longing to be with you…I sit here
FRUSTRATED because all I really want
Is to be with you

Missing you matters to no one but me
So I try and I try to stop the insides cries
That long for you…the spitefully hope
You return one day…wondering if my simple
Words of I miss you apply 2 u in my reverse…

Lost we die…

Conclusions of disillusions painting
Pictures of confusion of you ever
Wanting me…but decisions show
Precision in precisely how wisely
I should be dealing with the cards
Dealt directly to me…

Detachment from attachment
Strong ties I thought once bound
Would never unbind, but deceivingly
I now see from where before I blindly
Had no one there holding my
Hand or guiding me…

Towards the light that inevitably
Was there to shine upon me a victory
That was unforeseen as your love
Has fallen short in never capturing me
Though time we cannot rewind
My wonders of what could have
Been have seemingly dissipated
Into what is wasted and left for
Dead…but inside I don’t cry or hide

Behind what’s unreal…secure in
My emotions I move forward stepping
Ahead not following behind where
Lessons unlearned in our lives simply
Are left to die…

Not Returned…

With my heart I am too generous
Too open, too honest, too loving
While loving too hard makes it
Obsolete, the love returned is less
than soft and incomplete

Seems so surreal that I am able to
Feel the way I feel, when in return
Slighted I am with nothingness
Nothingness leads to nothingness
Useless these feelings become
When they forever go unreturned

Ironically, symbolically you seem to
Still mean so much to me
Like I faucet I choose to turn you off
Shut you down from your main source
Of water flow because to have is to feel
And feel is to love and to love u do not

So, slighted we move forward, with
More caution than before…as being
Unable to turn off my heart for u
These feelings I will try harder to ignore
Cause in loving you no feelings of love
Are returned…