Year as a Poet: Recent Episodes

Chimoma Glory Orakwue

An open audiobook.

I’m taking a risk

Fear does not tie me down.

Motivation.

Motivation.

Motivation.

Motivation.

Motivation.

I need to be more of an adult.

To push myself into uncomfortable

but growing situations.

I’m full of joy these days.

I guess it’s because I know things will work out.

I’m learning to accept the way I think.

My own opinions.

My own thoughts.

I’m excited.

Now, my discipline needs to catch up with my excitement.

I stopped lying.

I did not go to church (online).

New city.

Same me.

Emotions.

Bottled up and exploding.

Creeping into every crevice and corner.

Thumping. Thumping. Thumping.

A sunny day quickly turns to rain.

I quit.

Let’s see what happens next.

I can learn things.

I can see something I want to learn and make steps toward it.

May, June, July.

I’m a ticking time bomb...

I know what I’m doing.

A short one for today.

How do I show someone grace?

My problems seem justifiable.

Move Over

Stuck in the parking lot.

I’m a new person.

What should I do

when temptation comes?

I’m learning a lot about myself.

I need to have courage now.

Is my life not my own?

I need to change what I wake up to.

I am valuable.

Scary how fast Worry disappears.

What is boldness?

Is it running?

Is it standing?

A Trip for Soap

I did it. I drove.

Why am I afraid of rest?

I need to let go of my imaginations.

Last day of the first month.

I am a forever student and teacher.

Clean and Solid.

is what I see in the mirror.

Another Sunday. Another verse.

Verse. 2021.

Well, here we are again.

I can laugh at the price of a Netflix subscription. God is faithful.

I am lazy.

Before I get into why I wrote the above statement, I want to acknowledge that this is the second to last entry for this year.

It’s almost the end of 2020. This was a hard year.

I gave in crazy faith today. $300.

Wow. The last entry of this month.

I have been fasting for a little over a month now and I feel like I am going through the motions.

The election is still the top story on the news, especially concerning if Trump will concede the election.

Well. Joe Biden and Kamala Harris won.

Your girl got Analyst of the Week!

Recently, I’ve been lax on when I write this.

I have yet to apply for the mentorship.

“Anxiety is a result of envisioning the future without [God].”

I know it’s not Sunday. This is not an entry related to my Autumn.

Today has been a day! I could not wait to write.

I misunderstood how this month would come about.

The last day of September. The last day before October begins.

Last entry of the month before October comes.

I’m annoyed with myself. I prayed long and hard for this job.

My first day of work is tomorrow. My autumn starts tomorrow.

My Autumn is coming.

Turning over into this new month has brought its challenges and opportunities.

This has been a hard week.

I took the job. Overthinking clouded my decision-making process.

Points to Discuss

Work. Career. Purpose.

I wrote a cover letter today. It may seem weird to write an entry about this but it means more than writing a cover letter.

Proverbs 20:4 - “The sluggard does not plow in the autumn; he will seek at harvest and have nothing."

I’m working on discipline. I need to be disciplined to see what God has planned for me.

We made it through the first half of this year. This long, LONG year.

Is God happy when He looks down on us?

I finished. Over 10,000 words. Wow.

Four more days. Four more days until the 18th of June.

I’m not sure what to write today. With everything that has happened in the past month, my heart feels so heavy.

Discipline. I think I lack discipline.

This was a week of silence and stillness. A week of fighting the urge to seek out jobs or write poetry. A week of listening to God and resting in His presence.

As of Friday, May 8, I am officially a graduate of the University of North Texas majoring in Entrepreneurship.

I’m ALMOST DONE!

Discipline is going to become a close friend from now on.

3 weeks. 21 days. 504 hours. 30,240 minutes. 1,814,400 seconds

CONFIDENT TRUST.

Four months in and 2020 has not been easy.

When 2020 started and I felt called to journal my experience as a poet, I thought it would be my journey to a job for post-graduation and the growth of my website, Thoughts Form Words.

If I knew this was a chapter in the book...

Well. This was an interesting and painful week.

Next week, I’m officially on Spring Break and I have no idea what I’m going to do after college.

Today, I don't feel like writing. I guess because I feel like a wound up ball of yarn.

I’m not sure what’s wrong with me today. My dreams feel so big and I don’t know how to achieve them.

I think it is best to walk you through my week.

This was an interesting week. I struggled with feeling content. I chose my time is to be valued.

I want to walk with Him until the ceiling fan becomes a warm breeze.

I’m scared this position wasn’t from God and I can’t hear his voice clearly.

To be frank, I prayed I would not have the desire to write anymore.

Peace has overshadowed worry, fear, and confusion.

This is actually a crutch of mine.

A new decade. New possibilities.